Pages tagged with Cold
What happens when the one you love disappears? You feel you have to go and find out where he has gone and hope you succeed.
A poem about being lost in the woods at night, how creepy it is and how with more luck you could be at home.
Here I talk about the different useful properties of spices concentrating mainly on medicinal properties.
A short article to summarize the medicinal uses of goldenseal, and a glimpse at its history.
A description of the nutritional benefits of Beta-Carotene, and it's application as a medicinal.
How NOT to put your duel-control electric blanket on the bed
This takes a look at how a person feels when faced with having to struggle to get his or her lover to any kind of emotion. I further looks into what the reaction is and how the person deals with such a dilemma.
Broadly speaking, cold fusion means the fusing two smaller atomic nuclei together to form a larger one, releasing huge amounts of energy in the process, and the dream of many, because harnessing it could provide cheap, practically limitless energy, without either carbon footprint or r...
Post about an awful allergy which makes a young girl unable to stand even the slightest chill.
This article I explain a unknown feeling I got the other night. And is still a mystery to me.
Two contrasting seasons bring the same inner peace to my woodland home as night approaches...
A February thaw melts the snow and leaves a barren but achingly beautiful landscape...
A white Christmas in New England is a wonderland to behold. My husband Mike has captured it beautifully in his photos with all the amazing contrasting azure perfection along the shores of Maine.
I have been ill a few times already this year. I am ill again, I am sure them stupid germs have fell in love with me!!
February morning in the woods of Maine is a winter song of pastel colors and reflective light.
We may have escaped snow at Christmas, but it’s here now with a vengeance. Read on to find out more.
This morning like many of my fellow Englanders I woke up to a frosty world. This inspiration gave way to a poem......
In these cold and frosty days I am sure that we all have memories of the brighter days of summer and of the warmth that cheers our hearts...
A poem about a very windy day. The birds aren't at the feeders, the trees are bowing almost to the ground.
