Everything hurts....

The past week + has been quite miserable, with the weather being cold and damp and my fibromyalgia working in tandem with it. I have been extremely tired, to the point of almost falling asleep on the piano bench during church on Sunday. I didn't even bother opening up the organ, it was just too much trouble. I have napped most afternoons, but it doesn't help much. I have managed to do the things I have had to do, but not much more.
Today is the last day of felting class at the school, so I am trying to work up to it. The kids are great, so I should do ok. Sadie had a check-up yesterday and is doing fine, a little coughing which might be a problem if she keeps it up, but for now she's good.

I had mentioned that my granddaughter would be singing in Halifax for the royal couple. It was a wet, dreary and cold day. The choir wore their CCNS t-shirts, with a clear plastic poncho over them. (Not much warmth). I watched on TV mostly to see Lindsay, and was pleased to see her. When the camera took shots of the choir, there was my Lindsay. The choir did a beautiful job, the song was beautiful.
Lindsay was also able to shake hands and speak with the royals, and she was quite impressed. It was, for her, well worth the cold.

Rae was able to capture this from the TV

Lindsay is the blond, wearing glasses

Notice the coats and hoods on the folks in the crowd.

Before my energy got up and left, I had done some felting.......

A little farmer and his pail of water.

Gave this to a young friend

I also gave him this finger puppet.

It is so nice to be able to give these little things to someone.

My little friend just turned 3.

I have hung on to my little kitty, but will probably give her away.

One of my weird feltings (like my paintings). When I

look at it I can see two different things in the big brown

area. Can You?

Gave this to my little friend's little sister.

And this is my little Sadie.

She looks the way I feel

Worn out, no get up and go

Doing what needs to be done,

But moving very slow.

Perhaps some time, the sun will shine,

Perhaps, even today.

Oh let that be, says my elbow and knee,

Let it be, dear Lord, let it be.

One last little note. My little Polly humming bird is back. Joy!