Saturday, January 12, 2013
It's Sat. morning and for us here on the west coast it is cold. About minus 5C last I looked.
The neighbourhood is dead quiet...people here are not used to this.
When I got up this morning I looked out at my bird feeder and it was empty.
About a half dozen little ones hopping around looking for seeds.
I felt so bad...I immediately put on my boots and jacket and went out and filled it up.
Within 10 minutes there were at least 15 little darlin's hoppin' and eatin' and chirpin'....
I ate my breakfast, sat down to watch the news and plan my day. My nose started to run. A few minutes later, a couple sneezes and then I felt a funny
feeling in my chest. (my weakspot)
So I put on my biggest warm sweater, went and got a clove of my homegrown
Red Russian garlic, peeled it and popped it into my mouth.
I have been chewing on it for about 30 min. and I am already starting to notice a difference. Garlic has been and always will be for me a true gift.
It has never failed me yet.....and it tastes soooooo good!
Have a wonderful day everyone...and take a moment to look up and say thank you to the one who gave it to us.