Behind Grey Curtains Behind grey curtains, Breath, damp as Fall mist, Creeps across flayed limbs. Pain pearls on parchment lips, Kissed dry by love from a once-before life. Now minutes become years, Years become moments. The immoveable hands of an invisible clock.
just one of the approximately 600,000 people in Canada living with Myalgic Encephalomyelitis (ME/CFS). With no education medical schools or universities about this illness and no money for research; no treatment protocols by Health Canada either, so I'm asking a serious question to Vancouver Health and Vancouver Coastal and all the Health Authorities and Health Canada - What about ME?
Here's one of my favourite pics of my little home, taken just a few days ago after the second big snow storm of three we had in a week. It makes it look so cosy and I love the contrast with the white of the snow against the rusted patina and teal roof.
There are few things that bring me more joy than being able to spend some time (or even eat!) 'al fresco'. Today, I'm dog-sitting too, so that's an added treat, and although exhausted after a couple of hours, my canine companion is continuing to enjoy the ambience on my behalf!
Revamped things a little bit lately and changed the tagline to what in essence, I'm really doing: Living Small! In a Tiny House, on a Tiny Island, living a lfestyle with an intentionally small footprint, and hoping to enourage others who are differently abled or otherwise marginalized, not to allow those disabilities, to get in the way of pursuing your dreams