A gorgeous unexpected rainy day! Hooray! Takes more than a terrific camera to get a great shot. LOL. These are all slightly out of focus, my apologies. The colors were calling me. I guess I wasn’t paying close enough attention. Mingus has a cap of snow, behind the cloud cover.
I love how everything can be shadowed and gray, and then the sun peeks out and highlights the hills, or electrifies raindrops. Simple treasures.
Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass. It’s about learning how to dance in the rain. Vivian Greene.
I am putting some of my scraps to use. The flowers were late night play. I was inspired by our moody clouds today, and had fun trying to capture the moment. I think I know why saguaros are so often painted with curved arms. This one looks like a creature from outer space, or a weird desert cheerleader. Rah, rah, sis, boom, bah.
I’ve learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I’ve learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. Maya Angelou.
I goofed. I painted a clear vase filled with water, stems showing. But I took the “water” all the way to the top of the vase. DUH. Haha. Easy fix. Yet another deep blue vase. My favorite choice I know.
This quick little bouquet was a late night session. Ahhh. Relax.
The cold has found us. Brrrr. Forecast says mid 70’s all week, but the nights are mid forties. We have a small chance of rain later this week. Wouldn’t that be grand!
I’m always saying there is so much I want to learn. So much to learn. Always. Well, I learned I’m allergic to amoxicillin. FUN! Not quite.
I have a Plantar’s wart that I have been treating for almost 3 months. The doctor says it is a slow process, but the least painful. Haha. All was well, until a couple of weeks ago. I developed an infection. There was swelling, which equals pain. It was two days before my scheduled appointment, so I just stayed off it best I could. Every now and then there was shooting nerve pain, just to keep me on my toes. Haha.
She numbed my foot, and started to scrape, and open up the “cyst”, and let me tell you THAT was really fun! The numbing was not working, and she had to do what she had to do. I had to sit there and try not to jump out of the seat.
She told me she had never seen this happen before, and I mentioned that it was likely another Lupus anomaly. She agreed.
So I was left with an open wound. Small, but open. I had to change the wrap each day. And take an antibiotic. Ok, done deal.
Ha-Haa! The wound heals fast, no more pain. Last day of the antibiotic and I start itching. The 25th, (brother’s birthday), I just thought it is my clothes scratching. The next day I wake up, red and bumpy, and ITCHY. Chest, neck, cheeks, ears, a 1 by 2-inch patch on one wrist. Took me another day to figure out why. We thought maybe it was the seafood, but that has never happened before. Still, the Lupus factor.
The itch traveled to my back, and my scalp. I could see red patches on my fingers and hands, but they did not itch as much. Eight days later, most of the itching is gone. Thank goodness for Cortisone 10 and a cold compress!
Happiness is having a scratch for every itch. Ogden Nash