The Remains of the Day

We ate pancakes for breakfast, cleaned out the neighbors' front flower beds, planted sunflower and other seeds, planted annuals and perennials, transplanted the 'Blue Satin' hardy hibiscus, prepared a new bed for the rhubarb, planted the new rhubarb in its new bed, deadheaded more daffodils, ate lunch, tweeted on Twitter, hoed between the rows of peas, loved up a kitty or two, looked at the other neighbor's mourning dove that was nesting, planted a peony, enjoyed the feel of the sun on my back, finished planting the front railing flower boxes, made plant labels, observed the Jack-in-the-Pulpit coming up from seeds planted last fall, transplanted sedum from my garden to the neighbor's pond hill, took a few photographs, chatted with the neighbors, did some dishes, changed the bed sheets, took a bath, ate supper, and ...

... collapsed.

Boo