Starting a few days ago, Wednesday, I think, cold has settled in.  Today was bright and sunny, but on Wednesday it was rainy and cold.  I mentioned that we would all be more comfortable if it were slightly colder so that the rain would be snow instead.  Few agreed.

I have been sick now since Thanksgiving night.  It’s tough to keep “upbeat” in this condition.  I didn’t miss any class yet, but that walk in the rain was not helpful.  I spent all day Thursday in bed.  I’m feeling somewhat better now, but my one ear is still “plugged.” Today I did some laundry, changed the bed, always an “upper” for a sick person.  I went out on the balcony to hang everything up.  For supper, Dear Husband went on his bicycle to the hamburger shop and brought back burgers, while I made creamed spinach—a comfort food that reminds me of the elderly sisters who hosted a fabulous holiday dinner for us every year.  Evelyn and Martha. What a pair!  How I miss them.

I took out some trash and when I did that I saw a bush blooming with a pink flower.  I’m not sure what it is, but I think it might be camelia.  It is a small and surprising delight that gave me a big lift.  I wish for you, dear reader, a small delight every day.