The Grey Days Of Late Winter

I am going through one of those late Winter phases where not only is the body in slow motion, but the mind as well. Yes gentle readers, it has slowed more than it usually is. In fact, if my brain activity could be checked with a blood pressure cuff, I am sure I would be ready to code.
I jinxed myself writing about the 400th post.
That's it. I am sure.
The brain figured out I had used it that hard and decided we were going on a vacation, at least inside the cranium.
Mark this on your calenders: Anne is at a loss for words. (actually, I should probably have that printed poster sized for my DH to savor.......)
I have, piled up, things to photograph for the blog, but have not had time. The scarf that never ends now has a matching tam, with pompoms on top, I still have the endearingly nicknamed *socks-from-H#LL* that need their little picture taken, there are a couple of items I got into frames yesterday that are a post in and of themselves and they need to primp for their close ups.
And there are the banners I have been working on, lugging heavy duty sewing machines on top of boxes and cutting tables so I can work standing up. It is much more comfortable than the contorted sitting and sewing I had been doing, but it is not easy to figure out the logistics of *how* to make it all work. While trying to figure out a particular element that needs construction for this project, my mind has wandered off and solved some of the issues (or at least produced what seem to be viable ideas for some innovative items) to incorporate into the piece. I never seem to be able physically or mentally to work on one thing at a time; my best problem solving is letting the grey matter wander until it has solutions while occupied with something completely different.
So, in a very long winded manner--as usual!--I am saying it will probably be a quiet weekend in Anne's little corner of blogland as I deal with some of the things that need attention. Hopefully Monday I will have a post with enticing photos and be able to prattle in an entertaining manner about them.
Today though, it is work and then a bit of rest. Because once again, I have worn myself out running and next Tuesday I see my surgeon for a little pas-de-deux, and I want him happy. I don't want to tell him about how many times I have been up and down the stairs, standing calf-deep in the snow shooting frost pictures  or the particularly funny-but-humiliating story of the huge spider in the studio bathroom that decided he needed to get up close and personal while my PJ drawers were at half mast. (for anyone who heard strange screams in the last few days....that was me in de-spidering mode)
Alas, as I look at this, it is utter proof that I can talk about absolutely nothing. So now I'm off to slowly greet the day and hope there is a lot of creativity flowing in blogland, and I apologize for not having a "Take Your No-Doze" warning at the beginning of this.
And the pic today?
It has nothing to do with anything, other than it is monotone like the slumbering earth right now, and I guess I am the bulb, waiting for Spring to come to burst forth and make something beautiful.
To all of you........make something beautiful, and.......

Pax.