Embracing the Need for Naps

Tripping Through Treacle

How is everyone getting on?  As summer warms up (here in the UK, there has been a recent heatwave), I am reading more and more about how the heat affects many of us with chronic illness.  I personally didn’t struggle with the heat until about 5 years ago – now I am all about the shade, fans, Magicool and long, cold drinks (G&Ts preferably!)

The heat has recently been affecting my sleep.  Rhiann from My Brain Lesion and Me has some brilliant advice on how to keep cool in this article here – I have also found that a hot water bottle filled with iced water can also help.

I’m not a great sleeper at the best of times, but the hot weather plus my ongoing saga of foot cramps waking me up in pain in the early hours of the morning really are a recipe for a completely broken…

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Momentary, fleeting…transient.

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This week’s Word Press Photo Challenge is the word Transient. Transient; a momentary , fleeting thing.  The  photos that immediately came to mind are the  ones of a horse in mid stride. That airborne moment.

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In dressage that is the moment we aim to achieve more of. More airtime. More floating. More cadence.

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It is a feeling of freedom. It is transient, fleeting and gone in an instant but it is the feeling of flying.  How lucky for a human to be able to feel that even if only for a moment.

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Fated Rendezvous With NYC Bloggers  – Rendezvous En New York

Ever since I started blogging, it has been a goal of mine to explore New York City as much as physically possible. When I started I didn’t know many…

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A Somewhat Transient Migration

Second Wind Leisure Perspectives

Swallow fly in chaos around their nests.

Perhaps the famed migration of the Swallows from their winter home in Argentina to San Juan Capistrano isn’t as fleeting as the theme Transient suggests, but try taking photos of them near their nests and transience takes on a whole new meaning.

The nesting swallows flit back and forth so quickly that trying to capture one or several in a photo is a little ridiculous. Especially since I was precariously perched on the levee under the launch near where we windsurf. As soon as I dared step into their realm, they, and I mean hundreds of them, went flying, diving with acrobatic precision only the Flying Wallendas could execute!

In all 40 of my mostly failed images, I managed to highlight the nesting swallow (upper left corner of photo above) in most of the shots. I figured this was a nesting female patiently waiting for daddy bird to bring yummy…

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Today’s Featured Blog…Robert Turner!

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Do you need your “space” to create? A sacred area of peace and tranquility where you can tap into that wealth of creativity you can feel lurking in dark crevices in your mind.

Is it a place no one dares enter when you are in residency for fear of serious bodily harm or a tirade of verbal abuse that will need years of counselling to reverse? I too, once enjoyed my own fortress of solitude, perched loftily behind a kitchen wall and accessed through a narrow passage way.

Those days have long passed, the fortress now abandoned to a hoard of hobbit sized little trolls who exercised squatting rights the moment I left.

For those of you who are shaking your heads in horror at the thought of fellow writer divested of his creative castle, take heed of these words..

FREEDOM, freedom, freedom. Okay so just one word, but repeat…

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Honey Cookies!

Who's My Favorite Today?

My 15 year old daughter Brooke has taken up cooking!  Yay!!!  This is her latest creation – Honey Cookies.  They are amazing!  She can’t take credit for the recipe – she found it on the internet – but amazing nonetheless.

This “cooking thing” (for a lack of better terms) is something that has evolved over the last year or so.  When I walk by and she is watching something on her phone, 9 times out of 10 she is watching cooking.  Someone cooking a cake, bread, pasta, etc…  She even asked for a food processor for Christmas.  She truly loses time while engrossed in the world of cooking.

What’s interesting is that she has let it slip that this is her “bliss.”  I say that because I don’t think even she consciously thought that at first.  But I have noticed her saying several times lately, “I am really stressed about…

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Rhubarb Cobbler

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I’m not much for sweets but every 3 years or so I get a craving for Rhubarb cobbler. My Grandmother and my mom made the best rhubarb pies. This was my grandpa’s favorite. My grandma made the most beautiful crusts. I learned that from her but to be honest I didn’t want to fuss with all of that. My hands wouldn’t have allowed it any way. I find holding on to things like rolling pins for any length of time difficult.

Cobblers are a great alternative and this one is as simple as it gets.

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Ingredients

For the filling:

  • 2 16oz.  bags of frozen rhubarb
  • 1 Cup of Sugar ( more if you like it sweeter. I prefer it on the tart side. )
  • 2 T Corn Starch
  • 1 to 1 1/2 Cups of water
  • 1/4 tsp. Salt
  • 1/4 tsp. Almond Extract (optional)

For the topping:

  • 1 1/2 Cups of…

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Today’s Featured Blog…Linda’s Book Obsession!

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“Mothers and Other Strangers” by Gina Sorell is a very intriguing and captivating novel.  I read this in one sitting and didn’t want to put it down. The genres of this novel are…

Are you fulfilled?

Essential Living with Dakota

Are you fulfilled? When you wake up in the morning, do you breathe a breath of fresh air, or do you dread rolling out of bed for the things that are waiting for you?

There’s so much we miss out on because we’re consumed with things that don’t fulfill us. As humans, we have a tendency to build walls for ourselves and we don’t even realize we do it. “I can’t do that, what would my family think?” “I can’t apply for that job, I’m no where near qualified.” “Who am I to think I deserve to make an income that provides me with all things I need and more?” “I can’t run my own business, I don’t know enough.”

Our thoughts dictate so much of what we allow ourselves to do. When we view the glass as half empty, we aren’t fulfilled. We’re negative. Nothing is quite right. We…

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