An entire month is gone. Yay for two-month long sinus infections, or so the doctor tells me. Trying a third antibiotic in hopes it will kick it out completely. I’ve also been drinking scads of Gypsy Cold Care Tea – as to the actual infection fighting benefits I’m not sure, but it always succeeds in opening my congested head (easing the constant “I can’t breathe“) for awhile, and soothing the still obligatory bout of morning coughing.
Anyway, my energy seems to be returning a bit, and maybe I’ll be able to muster enough to go weed my garden after work one day this week. I was surprised with a day off today, and since it looked to be constantly threatening rain (it never did, but I’m convinced that the moment I had set foot outdoors with intent other than to walk the dog, the sky would have opened) I stayed inside and got caught up on some letters and laundry. I’ve received a veritable mountain of lovely mail in the past month, and haven’t photographed any of it, more shame to me. Maybe I’ll get to it soon. I was hoping for a morning spent writing letters and an afternoon spent chasing rainbows, just because it sounded so nice, but alas. It was not to be. It’s just as well though, I feel tired enough as it is.
Meanwhile, there are aphids on my new rosebush, a gift from my mom and a start from one I had as a child. I screeched like an angry chicken when I found them today. How dare they. Also, how do they find roses so quickly? I’ve barely had that bush a month. Picture that I finally got around to uploading below, along with other plant gifts from Mom. These were taken right after they were transplanted, so they look a little stunned. They’re mostly much happier now. Also, in the future I will try to avoid getting my lime green phone cover in every shot. Ugh.
The rose, a Queen Elizabeth tea.
A hydrangea, dug up from my great-grandmother’s farm.
Bleeding heart starts, also from the farm. These are now leafing out gorgeously, by the way – they make me so happy. Beyond words happy.
A lilac, from my parents’ place.
Evergreen trees, that my brother grew from seedlings and that I hope will be destined for bonsai. Once I can figure out how to do so. Or muster the courage to try.
The no-makeup experiment is still ongoing. My skin just felt so much better after the first week, I couldn’t stand to put it back on. It’s slowly clearing up, and some days now I really don’t think you can tell that much of a difference from when I was wearing makeup every day. Other days I’m looking for my paper bag again. Overall though, I think going more natural (the lovely natural, herbal facial products I’ve been using deserve a post all by themselves) has definitely helped and I think if I can go equally natural with what I put into my body as well as on it, I might actually make a big difference. But that’s also another topic for another day.
Not much book progress.
26. Not So Funny When It Happened, edited by Tim Cahill.