It is only day 3 of the Ultimate Blog Challenge. I’m feeling lazy and sluggish with nary a thought or idea in my head. It is Wordless Wednesday -a day to share an image or images that speak for themselves. That should make an easy post, but I can’t even come up with any of interest. I did snap some photos of going through the carwash. I thought I could call it The Tunnel of Love. It would be perfect. We’re locked in and soaped up. Nobody could see in. But the photos were soapy and boring. The tunnel short – maybe all of 5 minutes.

Then I have my #the100dayproject wherein I paint a picture a day for 100 days. I’m sagging there, too, on day 44. I’m feeling lackadaisical, not in the mood. What to do? There’s no point in pouting. Nobody cares. I won’t give up. So I’ve prepped a small piece of watercolour paper with gesso. Waiting for it to dry. I am a wee bit motivated, having seen Paul Trottier’s art exhibit, Joy and Sorrow at St. Thomas More Gallery. I was quite moved by all his paintings. I hope it is enough to carry me through this slump.

I grasp at anything, however small, when malaise knocks me off my feet. A cup of coffee and a piece of toast is calling me. And I have to go and close the vents in the greenhouse. The temperature is going down. It has been a warm day with a high of 19℃. Most of the snow are gone. I had the shade cloth down and 5 vents opened. It’s been above 30℃ most of the afternoon. Now it is 24℃. Time to raise the cloth and close up.