The sun is shining; the pear tree is blooming beautifully; I have plants ready to set out, and one bed that is ready for them. But when I bend my back I cannot straighten up, and no matter how little I do I am out of breath.
Still, I will keep trying; my mind cannot accept my inability to accomplish some thing as easy as planting flowers.
Still, I will keep trying; my mind cannot accept my inability to accomplish some thing as easy as planting flowers.
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