yoga off the mat

When a kid comes back to his old school…

     So, I’m sitting at the table, with garlic bread, pasta, meatballs, and a fluffy mound of fresh grated Parmesan cheese in front of me. My head hurts, my eyes burn and I try to hold back the tears for the umpteenth time today. Nope. The tears come- I was trying to stuff the… Continue reading When a kid comes back to his old school…

yoga off the mat

I wish I could be in the lake…

It’s hot in my neighborhood this week.  In the 90’s during the day, although it’s a dry heat, and my friends in Arizona will point out that 90’s would be a delicious relief.  For me, it’s hot though. I have been taking it easy , or trying to, after minor surgery. Here’s a sign of… Continue reading I wish I could be in the lake…