On my evening walk, I stop to photograph this pokie ball hanging from my neighbor’s tree. It’s the golden hour and the light is just right to make anything and everything look amazing. Even this ankle-twisting pokie ball.
Oh how I miss the days of my orchids blossoming. These lovelies live in the tea house of my yoga studio. They remind me of spring and happier times.
I might just go our and buy myself an orchid plant that is in bloom. :)
After an intensive weekend of numerous yoga workshops and teaching, I returned home to find my boys in an emotional funk like no other. It should have been obvious that both of them were wearing their jerseys representing Kobe Bryant’s basketball career spanning high school through retirement. But not be me. BoBo finally blurted out that I should check the news, social media, radio, or anything — for clearly I’d been in airplane mode.
So, I reconnected with the world outside of the yoga and discovered the tragic news of the helicopter crash taking nine lives including 41 year old Kobe Bryant and his 13 year old daughter, Gianna.
There really are no words.