The work that wasn't

 I started a new mandala form the other day, and the concentric rings aren't pleasing yet, so I haven't tried to design anything on it.  I may just chuck it back in the bucket.

 On the same day I started this one, which needs to have more carving on the mountains, and some texturing as well.  I should have worked on it today.  But life interfered.

The 5 piece mandala is almost dry, but not quite.  Several of the pieces seem bowed up in the middle, which is the opposite of what I expected.  We shal see how it fires.

Life's interference was strange. Saturday I had all these mandalas to work on, but my hands were kind of jittery. I had trouble breathing so used my inhaler. Maybe asthma? But still didn't feel right. Then I noticed my face felt hot, and was red and flushed.  That meant the sun block I'd put on (for the first time this year) was causing some irritation.  I decided it was an allergic type reaction, tried washing it off with water and a napkin.  I ended up putting everything away and going home where I could do hot water and soap removal.  My face still was flushed for another coupe of hours.  This was the same sunblock I used last year. I threw it out.  I never went for the walk I had hoped to, and the sun went behind clouds most of the afternoon, as if she were sorry I'd not gone walking in her sunbeams.