So far so good, really. I am still dealing with the virus and the low grade temperature, taking Tylenol, Mucinex, etc. round the clock, resting. Slowly getting better. I can feel it. I am up for spurts and down for long periods of time. The weather is lovely. Chipper is limping badly today. Argh. But he loves the bed company.
Didn’t touch the painting any more. Couldn’t find the energy or the will to do anything more to it yesterday or today. So we move on. I will find a new photograph among my own set of Okefenokee lovelies, lovely because the place is lovely to have captured.
Shaking still but every day is a little better. Feel a little wilder every day, a little happier? Cool. The Sun is an awesome thing. Breathing better every day is even more awesome.
Sooo looking forward to recording on Saturday.
That is all for now. Except that in one of Eudora Welty’s stories she spoke of a field full of butterflies. Wow. I miss them.