I have been puttering in our new garden. The American definition of puttering is: to busy or occupy oneself in a leisurely, casual, or ineffective manner: to putter in the garden. An “ineffective manner”. Sounds so relaxing. Our new house has a sunny spacious courtyard containing our favorite potted plants, a few statues, and my wife’s enormous concrete fountain that she insisted on lugging from our old address. It’s a good thing because the fountain has attracted numerous hummingbirds, a pair of wild canaries, an odd looking red juvenile bird and a kestrel hawk we keep hearing but have not yet seen. I mixed new soil from horticultural sand and rich potting soil that I am adding to our old bonsai trees. My wife and I are engaged in a battle over where our statue of Mary will ultimately rest. I nestle it near the hedges and she drags it to another spot and adds accessory plants. We have down sized our living space, but the Divine Creator continues to gift us with astounding generosity.