Pesto - and a disturbing discovery

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We have a lot of nasturtium leaves in our garden and the plants will soon succumb to the first frost. Now nasturtiums, in case you didn't know, are good to eat. Every part of them is edible, in fact, and I love to use the peppery-tasting leaves in salads and the less peppery flowers as edible decoration. I have also pickled the unripe seeds as 'poor man's capers' in my time (but there were no seeds this year). What shall I do, I thought, with all those leaves? They are a little on the old side to use in a salad and, anyway, there are masses of them! I know! I'll make a pesto so that we can enjoy some of that fresh green through the winter (because research told me that, not only can you make pesto out of almost any salad green or edible herb but you can also freeze the result). So ... It being a bright, sunny morning, I went out to harvest my leaves. They were rather low down and I am somewhat creaky these days, so I thought that I would get a box to sit on while I picked. All was good! I found a convenient box, placed it conveniently and sat down to pick the leaves. When I had picked what I thought would be enough (at least two cups full, crammed down - and that's quite a lot leaves, believe me!), I tried to get up. My knees had gone! They just wouldn't work and there was nothing nearby to hang on to to pull myself up with. All of a sudden I realised that, although I'm not arthritic I no longer had leg muscles that worked! That was more disturbing that I thought possible. One realises, of course, that one is getting old and can't move as fast as one did but to suddenly discover that something you thought you'd be able to do is just not possible is like a slap in the face with a wet rag. In the end, my wife brought a garden chair over and held it while I pulled myself up. It took a while to work out which parts of me had enough strength to do it but, eventually, I managed and, with my bowl of leaves proceeded shakily back inside. The rest of the pesto-making process went well. Wash the leaves thoroughly, put two cloves of garlic in the whizzy thing and press the button to chop them a little, then fill it with the leaves and whizz again (I also added what was left of a small pot of fresh basil} until they were a green mush - that takes longer than you think because they need pressing down several times till the blades have chopped them all up. Next, a cupful of pumpkin seeds (bought ready hulled) and some olive oil, blitzed until it begins to make a nice paste. More oil, some lemon juice (what was left in the bottle) and finally about a cup of grated Parmagiano Reggiano (again, whatever happened to be left). Taste and season (needed some more salt and about 20 grinds of black pepper) .... hmm ... not bad ... not bad at all! In fact, I can say that it's surprisingly successful, considering that I didn't use a recipe or any specific quantities of anything! In fact, I say to myself (chuckling) "Hey, PESTO! (but DON'T you EVER sit down again without something sturdy close by to pull yourself up with! Thank goodness my arms still work!)"