There's a Far Side cartoon that is my favorite, in two frames. There's a man about to step off a curb, and a truck is turning the corner. In the second frame, the man is flat in the street and the truck is now in full view past the man, with "Old Age Truck" in big letters on the side. The caption says, "You never see it coming."
It was so nice out. I found so many little tasks to do that taken collectively leave me feeling like I've had a good bump by the Old Age Truck, especially in the sacro-iliac. I rememeber when I thought sacro-iliac was a joke. It isn't, and we have two of them, one joint on each side of the sacrum.
Despite all the whining, 9 yellow daylily clumps now adorn the Yellow Roses bed where the Chicken Rose is to go. Others have been divided and lined up to edge long beds. Many more to go, but it's a start. It's hard to stop when you're on a roll. When you're digging, other things turn up. A bit of salvia leucantha with green shoots came up with a daylily. That was cause for stopping to divide that into a big, and one tiny, cutting in pots for later use. Then four daffodils came up with another daylily, causing another side stop for replanting elsewhere.
All this, and the temperature is predicted to fall to 25 degrees on Wednesday night. All those lilies that have peeped out of the ground will need covering if we want blossoms. Don't they KNOW it isn't spring yet? We'll be flinging mulch in every direction!