From this backache that hoe handle caused that I wielded this morning while I was attacking those spots of dried bermuda grass in my Azelias.
From this indigestion caused by eating that smoked sausage on a bun, loaded with mustard, that I knew I shouldn't have eaten even before I took the first bite.
From that pile of dirty laundry that I do believe is mating and breeding in the hamper.
One of my azelia blooms
The white Iris are blooming, but the purple aren't yet.