This garden has been a labor of love for my mom and the rest of our family,

Dad had an amazing send-off. All of the family was together with him and he died very peacefully last night, just about 9:30. I don't think you could have asked for a more peaceful, beautiful death. And I think all the good vibes that he put out during his lifetime came back to take him up.

For the rest, whatever we have got has been by infinite labor, and search, and ranging through every corner of nature; the difference is that instead of dirt and poison, we have rather chosen to fill our hives with honey and wax, thus furnishing mankind with the two noblest of things, which are sweetness and light.

Sublime tobacco! which from east to west Cheers the tar's labor or the Turkman's rest

Put off thy cares with thy clothes; so shall thy rest strengthen thy labor, and so thy labor sweeten thy rest

She lived alone there, and that is what I think had made her so vulnerable. She was like the rest of us - she kept her doors open and lived a simple life.