This blog here was idle like an empty stomach; maybe this blog was waiting for something that should not be said, spoken, written, not put into language.

Words swollowed are dangerous to health and organs and limbs; so is food, the habits of eating stuff, the denial of taste, the adventure of taste and appetite disparaged.

Anyway, when I got here to Southern Saskatchewan, a small town with people one met copies of before in big towns last century -before 'everything' changed, I realized I have a few apple trees in the garden: so many apples, what to do? And how to get them to work for me?

I immediately went on an eating strike, kept my mouth shut for good - I had no food in the house, only my books and stuff got here before I got here, so I ordered a fruit juicer right away...

then went and got a jug of whole milk and a liter 33% cream and inaugurated my whole food milk + cream surprise to start rearranging my whole system foodwise.

In other words, my body and its operation became my one and only interest.


After seven month I was reduced by 27 pounds and this brought me nearly right back to my weight last century when I was 23. My skin is all new too and back to its softness, soft to the touch... wonder if my daily sunbath has something to do with that too...

after all I moved here, this area has the most sunshine in Canada -
me and sunshine are perpetual lovers.