It is at this time of year that I usually look at my best, red eyes, snotty nose, constantly jerking head waiting for that sneeze. But this year I haven't been too bad...unlike the cat, who must have a 40 a day habit from the amount of coughing and wheezing and hacking going on.
However I do still have some hayfever, and very annoying it is too, so I am not finding much inclination to do very much. I have half finished projects around the house, there is an owl in the upstairs study, naked from the neck down. There is a crow on a log downstairs, he is now hiding behind the tv until I can get round to giving him some feathers.
But I have managed to finally complete and frame a painting. This one has sat on the easel for at least 18 months, so one of my quicker pieces then (no wonder I couldn't make my living this way).
The pictures are not ideal as the glass is reflective and they hang near a southeastern window.
I also framed up a small sketch, the legs are all wrong but I am fond of this one (it is not often that I like my work so this is a novel feeling).
When the sneezles stop and the cat stops hacking, hopefully motivation will return and I will finish off some of the WIP's cluttering up the house.