Withdrawal....

No, not from caffeine of one sort or another.

Not from sweets...

Not from hard drugs...

Not even from humanity....

I'm having withdrawal from a supposed lesser drug....the drug of picture taking....

Go figure....

I suppose I could take pictures of some things around the house....furniture....husband....food......but I'm missing being outside in nature.

Birds.

Landscapes.

Buildings.

If I could just rid myself of these blasted crutches and be able to bend my knee again, all would be well.

Guess I'll just have to wait it out.

If it's withdrawal I'm feeling, then I suppose photography has become a little god to me...making me all clingy and dependent......and that isn't good.

As I said, I need to get rid of these "crutches"....