Rainy Walk to Work
Once it was undeniable that I would be soaked from the knees down, I decided to revel in the symphony and smell of the much needed rain.

Once it was undeniable that I would be soaked from the knees down, I decided to revel in the symphony and smell of the much needed rain.

Finding interest and gratitude in the small things.

Long time neighbors and participants in the rose garden yoga posse, who have now retired and are moving to be nearer children and grandchildren, gave me their yard sign.
I will miss them for practice and around the neighborhood. I like, if they must go, that I will think of them fondly every time I come home to this exhortation and its call to practice.
