This process of writing a brand-spanking-new blog post every day is usually a true pleasure for me. Somehow, I always seem to find something to talk about, even when I think there is absolutely nothing that is even remotely interesting happening in my life. Every post is written by yours truly. I don’t pull photos from other sites or blogs and use them as the basis for a post. As tempting as that may be for those days when I could use some ‘filler,’ it just doesn’t feel right within the context of this personal blog of mine, which has always consisted of original content. There’s nothing wrong with that kind of thing, but I have to stay true to my vision.

So it’s all me, for better or for worse.

Some days I find myself thinking, “What can I possibly write about today?” Or I find myself looking into the future and wondering if I can even hope to keep this up and maintain a certain level of interesting and compelling writing. Because I couldn’t bear it if the content on this blog became boring. Or routine. And I’m only human. Some periods in my life are more exciting than others. Some days are rather humdrum.

Or I worry about what I will take pictures of when the gardens have faded. How many times can I show you my living room? What happens when I finish my dollhouse? Then I remind myself to stay in the present and take it one day at a time.

This week has been a little tougher than others as I’ve been under the weather battling something that we are now pretty sure is Lyme Disease. We’re very familiar with it around here. Don has had it. Both dogs had it. (I was the last holdout.) Most everyone in these parts has one or more family members who have had it. I would go so far as to say it’s commonplace in our neck of the woods. Anyway, on Monday, I finally connected the dots between a few things that have happened – starting with that 24 hour fever and virus thing I had about 3 weeks ago. So off I went to the doctor and he drew some blood and prescribed Doxycycline, which I started taking right away. I’m improving for sure, though I’m awfully tired.

So I’ve found myself struggling to write interesting posts this week. And what do I do when that seems to be a problem? I’m honest with you and I ‘fess up. And then, what do you know? I have a post.

Don’s been taking care of me and I’m feeling much better. When taking Doxycycline, you are supposed to stay out of the direct sun or your skin can be affected. Not everyone who takes it suffers that side effect but I have very fair and sensitive skin, so I have to be careful. That’s a drag for this gardener and lawn mower. And wouldn’t you know it, we just got those passes to hike the trails in the mountains. Frustrating.

Ah well. It is what it is.

Back to the blog posts. I’m stubborn about them, you know. I won’t recycle an older post. I won’t use photos from other sites and comment on them. I won’t take the day off, unless I have to and I tell you about it ahead of time. I power through, because writing is cathartic for me and muscling through that ‘roadblock’ always takes me to the other side where I discover something to write about. And I feel better for it. The daily challenge of crafting new material is a good discipline for me.

So there you have it. Dear friends, don’t worry about me. And, as well-meaning as I know you mean to be, please don’t tell me stories about others who have had Lyme Disease. I believe in staying positive and eliminating anything negative from my consciousness, especially when dealing with sickness. Believe me, we’ve been through it before and it’s under control and it’s not a big deal and I caught it early and all is well.

Let’s close with this photo. Remember the zinnia bud I showed you on Monday? Here it is this morning. Little miracles happen every day.

Happy Thursday.