I left the garden looking like this with all the tools scattered and the work incomplete. We began working on the deck and garden at 8:00 this morning and quit at 5:30. There was still enough light but....
This is what made me finally stop. A blister turned into a wound. OWIE.
This is a better looking view. Ignore the weeds. They are a figment of your imagination. There are no weeds here.
I bet my back is going to be killing me in the morning. Maybe I need some of that muscle lineament stuff. I am so tired that I have lost the will to change the channel. Stuck watching a stupid infomercial.
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