apologia

a rough week here, with a cold and a cough that just won't quit. the most i do is dress, drink tea, lay around, snooze during courtroom drama shows, and start thinking about bed around twilight. i have been unmotivated, unproductive, and uninspired, which is how i get when i am unwell.

i missed blogging about leap day. leap day, a once-every-four-years occurrence! i wanted to, i thought about it, but fell asleep trying to come up with some creative angle. and today is the first real storm of the winter; we haven't had this much snow in about a year. and i have nothing clever or poignant to say about it, either. 

so here's a titmouse at the feeder at the height of the storm. it's so uninteresting, i almost don't even want to post it. but i felt like i needed something visual with which to apologize. it was either this or a bad shot of the red squirrel in the lilac, the one who's been running rampant under the house, who's been craftily avoiding the have-a-heart trap, no matter what it's baited with. but that's another story, for another more creative day.