Pneumonia weather my mother called it. Whether it was a sudden change from cold weather to warmer, or a sudden chilly day in a warm spell; pneumonia weather it was.
Turns out, Mom wasn’t too wrong: The Weather and Pneumonia.
Today was such a day; unseasonably warm, partly sunny and partly gray.
Still, it was a grand opportunity for a turn around the block; a turn I haven’t made in several weeks. Use it or lose it, as they say.
The setting sun, clouds and winter-dressed trees did not disappoint.
Whatever the weather
A day of simple pleasures today has been —getting a haircut, seeing family, receiving a check for some paintings . . . and another one coming! Time to return to the porch!
Our recent bout with COVID zapped me of the zealous determination that motivated me for the past four years.
You start making progress in life when you realize you don’t always have to resume where you left off. (Page 62)
Given the attempts I’ve made these past few weeks to paint, this wry comment lightened my mood:
One unique thing about the artist’s endeavor is that you never know if you are having a bad brush day or launching a new genre. (page28)
Here’s hoping the last Saturday in January will be a better one than the first Saturday was. And that the weather will not bring us pneumonia.
Or I never will get back to painting! And I NEED to get back to my dream world!
*The Quote Garden
** Lenten Roses