This is a backlog from last night. My favorite chamomile and myself had a date!
I’ve been nursing a headache for a few days, which I suspect is my sinuses. It has not rained around here in ages, and theres all sorts of gunk in the air, which is no fun whatsoever. Bleh.
So I thought this might be nice, as I worked on the scarf I’m knitting (only my second knitting project. I’d say its going well so far, though I do need to learn how to keep my edges tighter.), and I was right. Its all very nice, and the warmth made me feel better.
I’ve gotta drink more evening tea. Why did I stop? (Oh right, summer. 100 degree days. You don’t even want to look at a heat source from there.)