Well, it is migration season, after all. Hardy Minnesotans migrate to cabin retreats, Snowbirds return to their summer homes in the Land of 10,000 Lakes and summer colds migrate to the chest.
Yup, I'm fighting off a hearty case of bronchitis. Perhaps I should apply to Sheepish Annie for a more colorful name. Something evocative of the heaving coughs that bring up ooey, gooey green slime and the enervating fatigue that is sapping every impulse for movement out of me.
The only silver lining in this noxious cloud is extra knitting time. Stealth One is done, except for some finishing details (trip to fabric store required) and Stealth Pas De Deux Part 1 has turned the corner (or heel) and is progressing up the calf rapidly. I even resurrected Ribbon Cardigan and have added a few inches of progress to the fronts. Not enough to be photo worthy but it is progress, nonetheless.
As photo fodder, here are some color study pictures created from my flower photos. Inspired by January One, I started playing in Photosuite, with the idea of using the photos if I ever decide to begin dying my own yarn. The first is an altered photo of Ajuga in bloom and the second is of the Hydrangea. Cool, huh!
I don't know what to do with them, yet, but they are there for inspiration whenever I heal and get some gumption back. And I am in desperate need of some gumption right now . . .
Or Nyquil . . .