We have enjoyed a Wind Chill Warning, “No Travel” Advisory, Winter Storm Watch, and Blizzard Warning. Much snow was accumulated. I plan to put in half an hour reviewing all of my piano warmup exercises, and then see if I can add another key to my slow-growing list of correctly fingered arpeggios. The other of us plans a long-awaited visit to his favorite coffee shop, and the Scampers will enjoy an after-supper run through the newly created paths through the back yard. The original paths had disappeared under new and repositioned snow.
A couple more days with single-digit (-1°F/+2°F) high temperatures. Then, Tuesday through the following Monday, the forecasters have assured us that the high temperatures will be in the 20s.
Enjoying the photography workshop, but so much to learn in too short a time. The weather turned wet, and we now are expecting snow: up to six inches. I have felt well enough to go out with my camera when I take the Scampers into the back yard. Wearing moccasins, now, rather than going out barefoot, and a flannel-lined denim jacket. Having a waterproof camera is a good thing. Having one that does not break when I drop it? Essential!
I still am struggling with the aftereffects of what I suspect was Latex exposure from the balloons during the reunion weekend. Trouble sleeping…trouble staying awake. Over the weekend and these first few days of the new week, however, I have at least gotten some things done around the house. Blood sugar is coming down, and blood oxygen level is coming back up.
I keep losing photo files. That is frustrating.
Going to try, now, to get back to sleep.
I was together enough to write a WeekendCoffeeShare post, this week, for my Stray Coffee Breaks blog, but still have to write a haiku for RonovanWrites.
Playing a little bit of catch-up, having been sidetracked on household chores. My online photography workshop began on Monday (a 6-week course), and I am trying to decide how to approach the material and assignments. In the meanwhile, I also am sorting through fifteen years of photo archives, looking for examples of work that…I am pulling some of it from my Facebook download and using my JPGMag account as a quick index for locating other pieces.
In the meanwhile, these are a few of the photographs that I’ve taken since my last post.
I think that I will eat a sandwich, and then settle in to put together a post to the interactive closed workshop group. Such fun! (I imagine that I am the oldest person in the class, but still am waiting for the rest to post.
In other news, I learned that Al’s last aunt, Patricia, died in the middle of the night. Pat and her late husband, children, and grandchildren are centered in the Twin Cities and the Chicago area. I believe that one of Al’s sisters will be in the vicinity and able to attend the funeral, assuming that they can make arrangements for the coming weekend. With the respiratory problems and allergy season, it’s a given that I cannot make the trek south. I need a good, hard frost or two before the pollens are gone until spring.
I have not yet gotten through the first (17-page) course outline and discussion, so I am going to have an interesting night.
Best wishes for your week!
The past several years have not yielded many frost-on-the-windows photographs. I enjoyed the displays on our front windows during the beginnings of (now unseasonably cold, due to warmer winters) frigid temperatures here in the Red River Valley of the North.
I don’t know how we have reached the end of this month already! Today, we went shopping for meat, fish, and salad greens. Then Al started work again on the workshop, calling upon me sporadically to lift, steady and hold siding while he measured the boards for cutting and then trimmed and nailed them in place.
Yesterday, I got a couple loads of laundry washed. Still trying to make inroads into the dish-washing. The dogs are asleep on the sofa, right now, and looking so very peaceful. Charlie did find something inviting to roll around in, in the back yard, but I never did figure out what it was.
My current bed (recliner) is on its last breath of life, and I am still waffling on how I want to replace it. Al’s fell apart, last weekend, and so at the beginning of the week, we went shopping and found one that he likes. We’d thought to get mine at the same time, but I’m not feeling decisive, this week.
I did sign up for the 20-day Writing: Finding Everyday Inspiration course at WordPress. That’s at TheWrittenWord.net. Also, I have made private the posts at TheArtOfDisorder.net before the summer, mostly. I am hopeful that I will begin using that domain (another WP blog) for challenges and such. A lot of that blog revolved around trying to cope, and then getting organized, and then tracking my health, and such. I decided to put a lot of that aside for the time being, as far as topics go.
The pollen season is back in full force. Spring = tree pollen, Fall = ragweed (and nettles and sagebrush). I long for the first snowfall!
The exhaustion and chemical/fragrance exposures caught up with me over the weekend, and on Tuesday, late afternoon, we headed for the Emergency Department at the local hospital. My blood oxygen level had dipped to 84 or 85%. I managed to identify the corticosteroid to which I’m not (yet) allergic (third in the list the attending physician rattled off). I am allergic to prednisone, and so put off the nurse who asked to insert an IV injection port “just in case the doctor wanted medication administered”.
I still have the cough, but I’m down to one dose of albuterol a day; the price on the stuff certainly has dropped since I last needed to buy meds (fall of 2014): from $1.65 to $0.50 a dose. Same drug store. And the doctor prescribed meds twice the amount of medication in each dose. Al and I have gone shopping several times, since then, and I can make it through an entire shopping trip of several stops without running out of energy/breath. Still exhausted by evening, but that might have something to do with my not taking naps.
The puppies have been a great joy. Except that Thaddeus had a plump tick on his neck that had been there for a while. We dropped off at the veterinary clinic, where a helpful technician removed it. Must look up tick & flea medications.
I’ve been fooling around a little with Picasa on account of the cell phone photographs not always being really great.
Our Monday was quiet. Samantha, Flea and I took some photographs of flowers and dead leaves. Sam and Flea pretended to be explorers in the jungle; the leaves have come out on the backyard shrubs, and they like to hide away beneath the long branches, which now are sporting tiny flowers.
Mara Eastern’s Poetry 101 Rehab prompt for the week is “Couple”. I do still plan to write a new poem to that prompt, but I already had such a nice one that fit the prompt, a poem of mine that I wrote for the 2007 Halloween Poetry Reading (for which I was editor, 2007-2013, for the SFPA): At Allantide. I also shared “Alien Life” as a response to the poem that Mara wrote to the prompt (just follow the link on the “At Allantide” page for Mara’s poem). It seemed fitting.
I took a long nap, this evening, and now it is at last suppertime. Or two o’clock in the morning. Or both.