(1) Because there’s undergrowth everywhere I look.

(2) Because those shrubs I thought were perfect now strike me as in desperate need of a clipping.

(3) Because I have 180 spring bulbs that need to be put in just the right place, so they flower just when I need them.

(180 bulbs! What was I thinking?)

(4) Because the only way to do the work is to wade straight into the mud with my boots on.

(5) Because among the mud and the muck and the weeds, I find unexpected delights.