I am reminded of Diocletian, who broke up the Empire, appointed successors and retired. When the inevitable conflict, nepotism, corruption etc happened and an old friend wrote to him asking him to again take up the sword for the good of the Empire he wrote back to him that...
“if you could see the size and quality of the fruit I grow in my gardens with my own hand, you would speak to me no more of Empires.”
They thought he was nutzo! But who had the last laugh? She was probably a juicy little peach. ;)
See my previous post. Wasnt about peaches.