As a story teller, I love to write about life, Parkinson’s disease and gardens incorporating memories and stories from my lived experiences over 66 years.

If you are looking for short, pithy posts (1) with advice on how to live day-to-day with Parkinson’s, (2) with advice on how to garden, and/or (3) you have no sense of humour, then don’t bother to read this blog. You are in the wrong place.

But if you want to tackle philosophical questions and the absurdities of both nature and human behaviour, then set aside some time as my posts are lengthy. Make some tea, coffee or other drink of your preference, put your feet up, and let your brain delay the onset of dementia by reading further.

Warning: Some posts may contain coarse language and/or mature themes. These posts have a warning and a recommended rating at the top.

Caveat: The accounts here are based on my personal experience and are not to be construed as expert medical advice nor as expert gardening advice.  Descriptions of current and historical situations, events, feelings and outcomes are for the most part real.  Names may have been changed or circumstances altered slightly in some instances to protect confidentiality and privacy.


5 thoughts on “About

  1. Stan – I have written a long-winded (for me) e-mail but I don’t have your address. I’m a technological dinosaur and not familiar with tweets and twitter (although Eunice has called me a twit on occasion). Doug Pratt

    • Doug, Great to hear from you! My e-mail address is thepdgardener@gmail.com. Once you send a message I will send you a more long – winded story of how I got to here from there (if you are interested.) Remind me, do we have to use the pig or the dog to get reception for the hockey game. Now that was technology! Wonderful to hear from you! Stan

  2. Hello my fellow Parkinson patient. Not sure you want to be called a patient. We don’t have a name for our tribe but I will extend my hand and say hello. Nice to meet you through your writing.

  3. Hello, I have been reading your blog . I had a son pass away with Cancer. I believe the food and live style is harming our bodies today. I grow up in Altamont. I remember your Mom and Dad, the post office. I went to school with a Colleen M. , but I don’t remember a Ann M.

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