Weary Monday

I'm having a hard time knowing what to write about. I've had a headache for three or four days, or forever, depending on how you look at it. I can do stuff--it calms me down, for instance, to putter in the garden. That's when this butterfly was flitting around, barely landing anywhere. We don't see this one very often, and I don't know what it is, but I'd love to pet its furry body. 

My attention span isn't so hot. Distractions are good. Hot showers, cold compresses. Other than that I just have to wait this out.