Vital Imagery Blog

If there's one thing that's important to us all it's our health. We can debate how much money's enough, what makes us happy, or what we want to do with our lives. But when it comes to our health there's no disparity in what level we'd like.  The better, the better. I've come to a point in my life when things can start to fall apart.  My peers and I know we can fight the good fight all we want, but there's no denying as time goes on now, our bodies just aren't going to be quite what they used to be. Bones can get brittle, hearts can get tired, which will  translate to less than ideal health. However, from the time I recognized my health was going to take a little extra work, I've  tried to follow the advice of poet Dylan Thomas and not go gently into the dark night.  I've educated myself on wise, healthy choices and have listened when I can (want to). To this end, gone are many things I enjoyed over the years (the weekly potato chip ni

Well another great weekend has hit the memory book. For me, it was an excellent combination of work and play. The former gave me a great sense of accomplishment while the latter was the reward for jobs well done. There was time between household tasks to enjoy the company of family and friends, as well as time for  relaxation on Sunday, typically unheard of at our house. I therefore took advantage of the opportunity by catching up on some reading. Sadly it was only when preparing supper, gazing out the window as daylight was fading into early twilight, that I realized I should have spent a little of that down time outdoors. Because in addition to all the other good parts of the weekend, this winter one was highlighted by unseasonable warmth and sunshine. It's not as if I didn't know it. Had I not been in such a hurry earlier that day, it would have sunk into my consciousness that this was a lovely day to spend outside, balmy and sunny, more like late March. Had I not,