This mountain – Mt. Baker, the northernmost volcano in Washington State – has nothing to do with my misery. I just didn’t want to create a post without a picture and hadn’t found another opportunity to share my dim photo of the snowy slopes of Mt. Baker.
However, now that I’m on the subject, the Cascade Mountains have provided me with much photography-related misery over the past year. They are impossible to photograph from the lowlands. They pop out with breathtaking, majestic beauty in many places…always places where there is nowhere to park a car. By the time I find a place to pull off the road, the mountains are once again obscured by trees or have somehow shrunk into the distance, looking tiny and distant once more. It aggravates me to no end that I can’t share the beauty of the region I live in!
These are the views from the high school closest to my house, but sadly not the school my kids go to – I might actually want to go to ball games with views like this as a backdrop.
There they are. Beautiful, snowy peaks. But no way to frame them and have them look pretty for you. Sorry, I can’t share. 😦
Aside from my ongoing photography woes, I’m feeling miserable because a cold virus is waging war on my immune system. So far, I think I’m winning but the battle is taking a toll and I feel extra tired and my usual fibro-achiness is reaching a whole new level of achy. Everything between my skin and my bones hurts! But I have to keep fighting because several people have told me this particular virus, one that tries to settle right into your chest where it causes a bad cough, lasts for three weeks. Three weeks of coughing does not sound fun, so I’m being super-extra lazy and pampering my poor achy body, hoping that it’s strong enough to keep this super-sucky cold at bay.
To make matters worse, the cedar trees are beginning to spew clouds of pollen, which is probably why sinus pain has been added to my mountain of misery.
Oh, the joys of February! The peak of cold and flu season overlapping with allergy season and the worst month for Fibromyalgia. It’s just so much fun.