So it appears A tick bite earlier this summer has caused disproportionate amount of havoc for such a tiny beast. My doctor put two and three together and figured out that all of my symptoms add it up to a tick borne illness that he tested and prescribed for.
The prescription is starting to tackle some of the symptoms, but faced with arms that are too tired and shaky to do much work at the large easel, I taped one of my tiny canvases to a pallet and Turned painting into physical therapy. I like the tiny canvases. They use a lot less paint and strength.
2 thoughts on “Morning Farm”
Oh my goodness. Enough is enough. UNCLE! I’m glad your meds are kicking in and you can tell that they are working. Rest. Get well.
And they are still beautiful. And they show your dedication to your art, even when you are hurting.