In my slow era

Yet another blog post where I'm not sure how to start it. 

Also, I was *so* sure I wrote earlier this week. I just love how I keep thinking I written things out, but not actually doing it.  

I admit it, the month of February has been pretty crazy and I think (I hope) things are finally starting to calm down a bit. 

The new med seems to be helping. Thank goodness. I'm still sort of holding my breath, though. March 1 marks the two year anniversary since the health stuff started up. Two years. ... I'm still marveling over that little bit. 

Today was a quiet day.  I woke up.  Maybe a little testy. ... but that went away (I think) after I got some coffee in me.

I woke up to it snowing. More snow. *sigh* Not a heavy snow, but enough to put a damper on doing anything outside. 

What did I do today. Well, very exciting stuff, I tell you.  I tidied up the kitchen and took a sauna because I thought maybe that was helping me feel better. I still have the dregs of the cold, or whatever it was. That was about the extent of the excitement. 

I did a wee bit of cross stitch this evening, and that's about it. 

Oh, I've been crafting in the evenings.  A little bit of this. A little bit of that. Not with any real intensity, however.  Last night I started cutting fabric for some project bags. 

I started the year with the mindset of crafting whatever I felt like, when I felt like it.  I'm still taking that to heart. I just feel .... "meh" right now. 

Lie to me and tell me it's the weather. Winter, low barometric pressure and being stuck indoors? 

Or, maybe I just have burn out. That's a thing too. Burn out from work. The last few months there's been some work-related stress. I've mentioned the possible changes and that there are different scenarios my work could take this year. 

So I'm thinking about taking a week off from crafting. Kind of a reset, maybe.  Or maybe just put aside what I'm currently working on, and focus on something else? I'm in the homestretch to starting the first batch of seeds for the 2026 garden season. 

Okay, so maybe not expect too much out of me this next week.  Even though I am *way* overdue for a flosstube. 

All right ... so this last week ... well, it's mid-February.  Ash Wednesday and Lent started. False spring ended. We are right back to typical winter temps. Though the end of this coming week is suppose to have some nice temps. 

Remember this photo I shared in my last post? 

This was about the same area yesterday, no fog banks to obscure the bridge. 

What a difference, right? We drove up to Duluth yesterday and I thought to take this photo, to share what the area looks like, typically.  You can see how grey and dreary the weather and sky has been the last several days. 

And just to completely mess with the timeline, let's go back to earlier in the week. 

Nothing much going on.  Some crafting in the evenings.  A bit of crochet in the morning.  

I was informed of snow that would be happening Tuesday evening to Wednesday morning, or so. I kept checking the weather, and then the radar after seeing some local news people talking weather on the book of faces.  Then scratching my head because I just wasn't seeing anything on the radar.  I decided we'd just have to wait and see. 

Woke up on Wednesday and not much had happened. 

You can see my car did not get much new snow covering.  It was warm enough and what snow that came down was heavy enough that the solar panels sort of self-cleaned.  This photo was later in the morning. Close to 9 a.m., I think. 

My hubby went to work.  He made it to the edge of town, managed to turn around without getting stuck, and came home.  The closer you got to Lake Superior, the worse the weather was. 

I was supposed to go to the dentist.  I rescheduled my appointment and took a vacation day. 

The snow that did drop on my area was so full of moisture it bent this sled.  I know it doesn't look like much but that is a heavy duty sled we've been using.  I put it in the trailer to keep the tarp from blowing away. 

Looking over to the garden. 

Looking towards the driveway. 

Just heavy, wet stuff that froze solid as soon as the temps dropped. 

This photo is for my friend Ruth.  No pretty snow in the trees. No winter wonderland with this one. 

Thursday, however.  It was a different story. 

I had to go to town for my dentist appointment, so I was cranking along, getting work stuff taken care of, and then had to plow the driveway because the plow had gone by and socked us in. 

These photos are also for Ruth.

My drive to town that day.

The highway was pretty clear.  That bit was nice. 

However, one car slide in to a ditch on Wednesday, it looks like. 

The roads in town were terrible! 

I took a swing by the cemetery, to visit my mother-in-law, completely forgetting that I wouldn't be able to actually walk to the gravesite because of the snow.

You see the shepherd's hook? That's where I would have had to walk to. In kneedeep snow and I was only wearing tennies. 

So, instead of visiting, I stayed in my car and played some Allison Strauss music, on of her favorites.

Dentist went well. And then I was on my way home. 

A little bit of work on my Daily Minder, by Brenda Gervais. 

Friday was work and that was about it. 

Well, a little bit of knitting was done.  I worked a bit on my Armande cardigan. 

And that was pretty much the extent of the week.