MY NEW WINTER ACONITE FLOWER

the one I bought in the garden center. Every morning I put it outside with some other plants and before dark I put it back inside. Before we will leave here I will put it in the earth, but where?
At seven o'clock, no, before seven o'clock I was awake and made tea. My garden is calling me, so much still to do. So I start early and work hard on it. Standing on the ground on a steep slope is not really nice while collecting leaves and do some pruning, mostly bramble. I can see that it had been a long time ago that I had handle these bushes. I work till lunch and feel worn out.
When I consider where to go eventally in the afternoon, the courage to go anywhere lacks me completely. Walking? Cycling? Going to the snowdrop field?
None of these are an option. I stay at home, have a rest. Call it a day.

My haiku:

The aconite smiles
At me, care for me and I
Will grow and increase

And the proverb:

The ground is not good enough for her/him to walk on.

1864 in R.D. Blackmore, Clara Vaughan: Mrs Shelfer (who had Irish blood in her veins) used to declare that the ground was not good enough for them to walk on.