When I first starting hearing about goat yoga, I was puzzled. Outdoors yoga is kind of a hit or miss for me and I didn’t really understand the appeal of having a small barnyard animal messing around with my downward dog. What was the point of that? I take my yoga somewhat seriously, preferring a … Continue reading Getting your goat – goat yoga at June Farms
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Raindrops on roses 🎼
When I travel I try to keep my options open with regards to activities and attractions. My ultimate goal on vacation is to have unstructured time to explore my locale, not to have a schedule, so I generally book a single thing per day and fill the rest of my time with whatever happens to … Continue reading Raindrops on roses 🎼
Salzburg run
While I’m a big fan of public transport while exploring Europe, my favorite mode of travel when I’m visiting a new place remains my own two feet. Other than having a personal tour guide, I can think of no other way with which to become familiar with a city. I love setting my own pace, … Continue reading Salzburg run
J is for…
J is for... June and what an unexpectedly fantastic month it turned out to be. Joy and the way it comes back into your life when you let go of what’s been taking it’s place for far too long. Jarred by how hard it is to get your feet back under yourself after learning … Continue reading J is for…
Soccer balls
My youngest son had his last AYSO game this weekend. As we were getting ready to go to the field Jeter was desperately maneuvering to join us, winding all 85 lbs of himself between my legs, and under my feet, until I relented and agreed to take him. I knew he couldn’t hang out on … Continue reading Soccer balls
Processing
I’ve been on a Rolling Stones kick recently. Maybe it was that tribute band I went to see a couple of weeks ago at The Hangar. I listened to them all the way on my run today from home to Troy, where I met my neighbor at event and caught a ride home. It wasn’t … Continue reading Processing
Do something that scares you
Yesterday I did something that scared me. And then I did it again. And again and again for a total of four times. The first time I did it, I was slightly less frightened than I had been on the chairlift. I don’t like heights. Actually riding the chairlift made getting on and off the … Continue reading Do something that scares you
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