My first thought, as others have stated, was, "When's the quilting retreat?" Couldn't you see us all sitting on the different levels with our quilts stretched out over our legs, and every hour you'd give us a happy shout to change places so we could espy a different view? We'd all bring some food and you wouldn't have to cook for two weeks because we brought so much. When we pack up to leave (if ever) we would sweep those rambling verandas and vacuum your house, do the laundry, cut the grass, weed the gardens, and water the flowers so you'd invite us back again next year!
Enjoy your life there! You must have joy and peace in your heart! And a son that treats his mamma well! :thumbup: