It’s easy to fall short on this mineral. Avoid trouble by getting more of these best sources of iron in your diet.
Source: Best Sources of Iron You’re Probably Missing | The Healthy
It’s easy to fall short on this mineral. Avoid trouble by getting more of these best sources of iron in your diet.
Source: Best Sources of Iron You’re Probably Missing | The Healthy
Whole wheat and whole grain products tend to be better for you that the more refined white bread. But what is the difference between the two?
Source: This is the Real Difference Between Whole Wheat and Whole Grain | Reader’s Digest
Age-related muscle loss is preventable if you perform these strength training moves, according to a strength and conditioning specialist.
Source: Age-Related Muscle Loss: 8 Exercises to Prevent It | The Healthy
Last night’s dinner can be a lifeline when you need a hot and ready lunch, but you may want to think twice before reheating these foods.
Nights are getting longer
Colder
My skin
Needs your warmth
Dreams about your lips
Senses
Comfort
A home
For this vagrant
If you go away….
Once we loved the rain, the trains and the lazy days. We owned little and needed just enough. On Friday night we would go to the Stuttgart train station and look at the schedule, we would decide a new city to visit. We had just enough money for a cheap hotel, some wine. I found you at the Bobingen lake in the Spring of 1978, smoking cigarettes and watching the sun fall into the west.
We loved Florence and Basel, we loved the songs of Leonard Cohen. I was captivated by your face, your alluring eyes of river blue. You were my German girl, who loved the slower days. Where we wander the old castles of Europe, we seeks out the ancient cities and I would tell you lullabies of things and people gone.
I remember you told me often, my love, my darling, the calamity…
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If you go away….
Once we loved the rain, the trains and the lazy days. We owned little and needed just enough. On Friday night we would go to the Stuttgart train station and look at the schedule, we would decide a new city to visit. We had just enough money for a cheap hotel, some wine. I found you at the Bobingen lake in the Spring of 1978, smoking cigarettes and watching the sun fall into the west.
We loved Florence and Basel, we loved the songs of Leonard Cohen. I was captivated by your face, your alluring eyes of river blue. You were my German girl, who loved the slower days. Where we wander the old castles of Europe, we seeks out the ancient cities and I would tell you lullabies of things and people gone.
I remember you told me often, my love, my darling, the calamity…
View original post 218 more words