Shortly after I came out to British Columbia in early 2006 I had a case of severely high blood pressure. It wouldn't have been fair to an employer for me to work for them until I got my health situation sorted out. I was on medications to lower the blood pressure and it took until early 2007 to find the cause. I finally went to a naturopath who found that a microscopic parasite was the cause for all this.

While getting my health in order, I took up blogging to share my photography. This way I wasn't wasting time and others got to enjoy the photos, not just me and those close to me.

In May of this year I had a mini-stroke cause again by severely high blood pressure. I may end up gong to the naturopath again since the specialist and other MDs can't seem to find the cause. This has only been a problem out here. Before that in Ontario, the blood pressure was only marginally high, not severely high like in BC.

Knowledge is good because being forewarned is forearmed!

All that said, enjoy this blog and all the photos I share with you.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011


Back east in southern Ontario I used to grow grapes in the backyard garden, well an attempt at it anyway! During the growing season one summer I decided to give the leaves a try, so I picked a few young, tender leaves and steamed them in the kitchen. Since I found them rather tasty, I continued to have some through the summer. If the Greeks use them in some of their recipes, so can we.

The photo above was taken in the backyard in the spring in the mid-1980s looking at the hollywood swing through the grapevine. The swing was one of my mother's favourite places to be when the weather was warm! - V

Thursday, March 3, 2011


Back in the late 1970s years before I left London, Ontario I bought a pair of peach-faced lovebirds that later turned out not to be so lovey-dovey at all and had to be put in separate cages. The last straw as it were was when they were let out to get some exercise and were fighting in my hand.

The one got the name of Schmutzie because it would make a mess of the cage like turn over the water tray and other stuff. The other was Putzie, the cleaner of the two. It was my mother that came up with the names. They lived just over ten years but when the one passed on the other followed soon after.

When I let them out to get exercise, the two favourite spots for them was the top of the oil painting above the fireplace or at the top of the living room drapes. They never seemed to go anywhere else and were perfectly content being there until it was time to return to their cages. When I moved into my first apartment, they had to stay behind because the new place didn't allow pets. Well, they kept my parents company, particularly my mother later! - V