I'm not sure what's going on here at the moment, but I can't seem to shake a bug that I picked up in Invercargill. I often find that the full moon brings a lot of these things to the surface, don't you?
I thought I'd dealt with my bug pretty conclusively on the last day of the Craft Shows when we went to A & E at Invercargill Hopsital and I was prescribed some horse-sized antibiotic pills.
Now, that's an experience I could talk about at length - four hours in a public hospital Accident and Emergency waiting room sure are an education. Although I was feeling lousy, I had to tell myself how lucky I am, and how benevolently life has treated me.
However, I digress...we had a lovely rest as we drove north - the sun shone for us, the newborn lambs frolicked the spring flowers nodded...it was idyllic and by the time we got home three days later I was feeling much better.
It was still a relief to get home to Golden Bay - we had a wonderful house-sitter and the furballs were happy and full of fun, and the garden had turned on spring.
It's been great to get back to work - does that sound strange? I found myself really missing the torch while we were away - I think it comes from talking to people about the work, but not doing it!
However I find myself looking for sunny spots to lie down in.
Perhaps once the full moon has finished her phase I will feel better?