One of the best comments I received / remembered (there were around 200 people who came through, maybe more from 9-1) was that my garden was the only one they actually learned from, instead of just seeing pretty flowers. Yes! Some day I'll have a half to full acre learning garden. Some day. We'll host talks and events and films and parties and workshops.
Potted up 60 seedlings from containers I winter sowed last fall with native seed from my garden. Sold every one of them! I want a nursery! (As part of a diversified source of income.)
For 10 minutes we had to take cover from the rain, but this gave folks a chance to see the rain chain in action -- so many had never heard of one and loved it, and this helped me explain the dry creek bed that meanders a bit out into the garden.
He was not happy about who was on which side of the glass.
Before the tour I took a moment to sleep / dream about bigger things. I still have the banner up on the porch -- maybe it's solipsistic, but I love looking up and seeing it as I walk the beds. The garden is the mascot of hope and faith, the echo of passion, the manifestation of purpose.