Parking Suns: Reflections
I live in one of the river towns along the east bank of the Hudson River. When the sun sets on the other side of the Hudson, the light bounces off […]
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Enriched Environment
Sleep Guide for Parkies
The Michael J. Fox Foundation just published a sleep guide for people with Parkinson’s. Click here for some good bedside reading: Sleep Guide for Parkinson’s Disease.
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Throwback Thursdays Art
Every Thursday, as part of my personal “enriched environment” initiative, I post a piece of art, usually from the Metropolitan Museum of Art, which recently released online some 400,000 high-resolution
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The Sun in Poetry
Vernal Equinox The scent of hyacinths, like a pale mist, lies between me and my book; And the South Wind, washing through the room, Makes the candles quiver. My nerves
The Parkinson’s Pressures
Isn’t it stressful having Parkinson’s disease? It’s practically a 24/7, can’t-escape-it career. With homework. You have to exercise almost daily; take longs walks in nature; get plenty of sleep; do creative
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Downton Abbey Downers
I just watched the final episode of “Downton Abbey.” It was chock-a-block with happy endings (“more happy endings than a gay massage parlor,” quips the Dowager Countess in the director’s cut),
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Double Dip
Here’s a two-for-one: 1. The Huffington Post just published an article titled “Why I Refuse to Give In to Parkinson’s Disease,” written by a fellow Parkie named Steve Alten. In the
It’s What You Do in the Dark…
…that puts you in the light. Sigh… This great ad starring Michael Phelps inspires all of us to work out regularly, religiously, relentlessly.
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Throwback Thursdays Art
Every Thursday, as part of my personal “enriched environment” initiative, I post a piece of art, usually from the Metropolitan Museum of Art, which recently released online some 400,000 high-resolution
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The Sun in Poetry
The River And I behold once more My old familiar haunts; here the blue river, The same blue wonder that my infant eye Admired, sage doubting whence the traveller came,—