Good morning all. It's cool and rainy out this Sunday morning but I'm not venturing anywhere, at least for a few more days. Remember I said The Hubby had another cold, well, it wasn't just a cold, it's COVID. Saturday morning I woke up and I knew KNEW I didn't dodge the bullet even though I had a booster a month ago. So here I sit unable to go to the cabin Thanksgiving this year, going to miss the PAC Tuesday evening event of Beetlejuice and may even miss Thanksgiving at his brother's. CRAP!!! I'm pretty sure he got it at the gun show last weekend, thanks! I think it's not going to be a serious go around this time as it has settled in my head. I CANNOT breathe through my nose at all. That's what usually happens when I get a cold anyway. I just had a cold October 14 and now this, a month later. I've had my flu shot and the Covid booster, still I'm getting sick. I think my first encounter with Covid a little over a year ago has messed up my immunity that has always been pretty good. Honestly I've been sick more this year than I have been in 10 years! Crazy. I told The Hubby if we have to stay home I have a couple of Cornish hens in the deep freeze, potatoes, cranberry sauce, green beans and rolls. I've got it covered if we are house bound, DAMMIT!
Friday we took off for the cabin because of the cabin Thanksgiving, driving separate cars because the plan he was coming back for a dance. I knew that wasn't going to happen, but let him dream! So yesterday, after a night of not sleeping well I told him I wanted to be home, in my chair, in my bed, home. He was fine with that so I took off about 8:00. I stopped around the corner from our "mountain" and snapped the beauties. The fog was from the creek.
I should have KNOWN what was to come. As I got to the point of the drive where Scenic Hwy412 merges with the exit of the Cherokee Turnpike I hit a WALL of fog so dense you could not see your hand. I quickly pulled over in a area with a huge turnaround and called The Hubby. I told him I am coming back till this stuff burns off. It was the dangerous kind and I didn't know far it reached. I didn't want to risk. Honestly as I was sitting there trying to make a decision, a car came charging out of the fog. I couldn't see it until it popped out of the fog. Nope, back I went to wait.
This week I've painted a bit at the studio and a bit at home. This one I painted and wiped off so many times. I just wasn't keen on it until it appeared and I was happy. It's oil on a wooden canvas, 10x10.
Back at home it was watercolors again. I've had so many people asking about them. I'm going to really fine tune a bunch and be ready for next year. This one I do not like the red ring/bow, but I love the tree. Will definitely work on it.
Played with little Robin Red Breast. When I went to save the photo to my art file, lo and behold I've done it before almost exactly like this. Good Grief!
Later my lovelies as I hack, blow and go with this stupid virus.
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