We are still mostly cocooning inside, though I did get outside a little bit to do a bit of weeding, today. I scared myself silly, though, sticking my hand near some rocks to weed, and pulling out the left-over skin from a snake. Yikes! Two minutes later, while I was jumping around, shaking my hand, the live snake slithered over my foot. Time to go inside!
It’s about time to start transplanting things, too, though I’ll need Frank’s help with all the lifting and moving. I’m under very strict lifting limitations — no more than five pounds, and actually, I’m not even pushing it much because it’s painful. It’s hard to work out in the garden without lifting more than five pounds, you know?