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I spent September 11th and 12th moving daylilies from Kathy’s Folly to the Juneberry bed before an impending rainstorm. Mission accomplished, but not without straining my back. Why this time? I mean, the work I did those two days was the same I’d been doing for the rest of the daylilies I moved earlier. The difference, I hate to confess, is that previous to this particular spate of gardening work, I had been skimping on my back exercises. They are so boring, and they don’t seem to be doing anything, but they obviously are.
So we have had some gorgeous autumn days and I have not been doing anything outside. Not that I haven’t been busy. I’ve been inside busy. Sitting down busy. Trying-hard-not-overdo-it busy. But the pain keeps hanging on. Mercifully, it was never so bad that I couldn’t function. But bad enough to make me cranky. Bad enough to make me wince if I don’t sit down, or get up, just so. And it doesn’t seem to be improving, even though I am now faithfully doing my back exercises every morning. And only two more daylilies to go . . . sigh.
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