It's been over a week since I last posted. What started out as flu (with a free side order of conjunctivitis thrown in) left me with a particularly nasty chest infection. On Tuesday my breathing became so bad I went to the doctor and I'm now on a course of steroids along with an inhaler, nasal spray and a few other bits and pieces.
It's been difficult to heed the cheery advice of 'Keep warm and put your feet up', what with having Joe to take care of. I've been exhausted and am only just starting to feel a bit better. But he did have an extra morning in nursery (it would have been two, but they had to close on Thursday because of the snow).
Life seems to stop when you're unwell. All those things you want to do but can't. All those things you need to do (hello, ironing pile). But when you actually get those quiet moments you're forced to sit back and take things slowly. You notice things. Like the emerging shoots when you go outside for a breath of fresh air.
And the pale waxiness of spring flowers on the table as you sit watching the falling snow.
I have managed a few micro-projects: my cream wool scarf is now finished. There's something about knitting when you're not feeling well. It's repetitive and comforting somehow: not too taxing but you're still doing something.
A business card holder made from half an old paperback. Which means there's enough left to make another. I think my stepdad might like one for his study. And I like folding paper.
And for no real reason other than its sheer size: a pomegranate. I ventured out to the market this morning and couldn't believe the size of these things. They were like small pumpkins. I had to buy one. And those colours: ruby and verdigris.
I've managed plenty of reading. Currently I'm halfway through Fair Exchange by Michele Roberts. I love her writing. My mum introduced me to her a few years ago with the book below, and I now have my mum's small collection of novels and short stories. I'd like to add to it.
In other cultural-sort-of news, I've been recording Wolf Hall. I'm looking forward to watching it but it's not Jay's kind of thing so maybe that's one for an afternoon while Joe naps.
Thank you for your get well messages on Instagram. I am slowly feeling better and looking forward to starting the new year properly. And I'll be making a gradual return to blogging, IG and all the rest of it. Ditto emails: I'll reply to them this coming week.
Keep warm and have a lovely weekend.