Tiptoe

On bended knee, and perspiring clammily,
I pecked at the soil to feed my family,
A figure than which there was none more dramatic-er.
Alone with the bug, and my faithful sciatica,
I toiled with the patience of Job or Buddha,
But nothing turned out the way it shudda. (Ogden Nash)

I had a better day than Ogden, having taken a notion to tidy the back garden. This took some time, and when I thought my blippeth would slippeth, the front garden and a newly flowering Tulip saved the day. 
Huzzah!
North Coast 500 Update: just past Lochain Dubh Mhic Aonghais, 55% of the way, 7% ahead of schedule.