Sciatica pain got me out of bed way too early this morning and sent me to my easel (sometimes standing is less painful that laying down). Managed to produce some art, anyway, despite the discomfort. Did some stretching, and went on two walks (if I don’t, my back will make me pay for it); and then some unexpected freelance work came in for me to do. Life is not always a bowl of cherries, and sometimes you just grit your teeth and slog through it. And sometimes you comfort yourself with a bowl of blueberries and whipped cream.