Wednesday, January 18, 2017

January Thaw

     We have had a string of rainy days and milder temperatures that make it feel and smell like it's spring time in March. The mountains and sky were so pretty when I walked into school that I had to stop and pull out my phone to take a photograph. Moms and dads with students walked swiftly past to get inside before the bell rang, but I was compelled to stop and notice these clouds and sun. As I stood there, missing the bell and the Pledge of Allegiance, I realized that I haven't changed much since I was a student- not quite conforming to the standard and making it in before the bell.

     It was still mild when I got home from work, so I took Henri for a nice little round about. The wind picked up, making it feel even more like March. Later, I went into town to my friend Eleanor's house and met up with some other ladies to work on our rugs. We sat on Eleanor's front porch in sweaters, enjoying the bit of warm sunshine and soaking in some Vitamin D.
     By days' end, I had made three trips up and down our winding road. The final trip was a drive down to the firehouse at 5:30 where a yoga class has been ongoing for several years. How did I not know about this?! I have wanted to try yoga for a long time and here we have a convenient, low commitment opportunity right under my nose. The attendees were all my age or older, which made me feel feel very comfortable in my inability and unbalance. We had essential oils rubbed on our wrists, we stretched and worked with light weights, and we did an exercise for fending off ADD and dementia. It was a great, one hour session and I will definitely return. Can you tell that I am less demented already? : )


  1. I wish I could go to that yoga class with you - it sounds wonderful. I used to do yoga when I was in my 20s - SO long ago. It's gotten so fancy now (around Atlanta anyway.)

    I like that you stopped and looked at the sky - all other things can wait.

  2. I would also have stopped to enjoy a beautiful and glorious morning shot.