A few years ago, I planted 48 quart sized autumn ferns, one at a time, never leaving my hands and knees…because I couldn’t. My back hurt so badly I couldn’t stand up, but I was determined to get those ferns in the ground by gosh, no matter how bad it hurt!
Lately, I’ve caught myself taking more time than usual to analyze the easiest plan of attack as I take on a new landscaping or gardening project. I’d like to think it’s maturity, but I know better. Where I once dove headlong into a project, I now find myself seeking the path of less resistance.