A Creative Spirit
I am fooded out. My head is spinning like a whirling diva and my Facebook feed is jammed with this or that expert telling me NOT to eat certain food combinations or it will cause x, y or Z. These so-called experts are all pulling silly faces to attract your attention. Claims such as if... Continue Reading →
Yep, it's time to take stock of what's growing, or not. Water is scarce, and this week I've had to make some tough decisions. The water butts are empty and mains water is expensive. If you are on a water meter, you will understand. Last year, I saved every drop of grey water from the... Continue Reading →
If we were having coffee or something a little stronger, I'd tell you that it's been another busy week and at times stressful. A VISIT TO THE DOCTORS - Take 2 On Thursday, as I'd still not received an appointment to see a doctor and the pain in my hip was becoming unbearable at times,... Continue Reading →
Yay! I did it. I FINALLY did it. I started a Yoga for Seniors class in February; this week was my sixth class. Since the first lesson, the Yoga teacher has been trying to persuade me to get down on the floor. I baulked at the idea and repeatedly told her, "I've only been down... Continue Reading →
If we were having coffee, I'd confide this week I had three social engagements, which also involved food therefore adding a further strain on my already bulging waistline. Fortunately, I have only grown about 1kg since the 18th of December (checks mirror for growth of Pinnocio's nose). Considering all the naughties I've consumed over the... Continue Reading →
We took these photographs of the wild crocus while walking in the Costa Vincintina in November. I struggled to identify this crocus, so I sent Mr. P back to take close-ups of the leaves. I then shared to the Wildflowers, Plants, and Trees in Portugal FB group where I was advised it was the Crocus... Continue Reading →
The past couple of weeks have been hectic. Our family from France has been staying, so it was all hands on deck with shopping and preparation before they arrived and piles of laundry and sweeping sand from every nook and cranny once they left. Still, it keeps us fit, and spending time with them is... Continue Reading →
If we were having coffee, I would tell you I normally have a slow-burning fuse on some things while others not so much. Especially when it's 35C, I'm hot, and my legs ache. I was perfectly happy to sit and watch the world go by in the shade at a cafe while Mr. P went... Continue Reading →
This is a tough post because I don't want it to come across as a whine. However, I hope this sign resonates with those who are frustrated due to reduced mobility and strikes a chord with them, like me. Anyway, I saw this sign in a local restaurant. It reminded me to stay positive and... Continue Reading →
The day finally dawned when Hubby accepted my disability and the fact that despite nearly one hundred sessions of physio over the past two years to help with reoccurring bouts of tendonitis, numerous sessions of acupuncture to help control the pain, and a meniscus op, he agreed to let me buy a wheelchair so I... Continue Reading →
Piglet in Portugal 