Blossoms Around Town


I pulled no longer productive summer plants and planted lettuce, spinach, chard, and arugula. The birds have been eating my seeds, so I got seedlings at Eastern Market yesterday morning. I have planted some more seeds, but wanted back up. The grape tomato is still prolific, alone among the tomatoes. The cucumbers are completely past, making room for chard and turnips. It is time to make the last batches of pesto with the basil and parsley. Another blossom has come and not quite gone on the night-blooming cereus.
I will be leading my gentle/therapeutics class at Willow Street, Takoma Park (All Restoratives in honor of Suzie Hurley’s tradition of ending each session with restorative poses and hope to see many of you–drop-ins and make-ups welcome), but for those of you looking for something more outdoors and downtown and active, my friend and fellow DC contact improv jammer has sent the following invite:
A trail of fairy lights appeared this week in this alley, as they do about this time every year. I have thought about leaving a note for neighbor saying how much delight I get from this simply and perfectly executed display. Maybe this year I will do so.
Peace and light, E — Posted with WordPress for BlackBerry.
Invocation to compassion.

The philosophy and religion professors with whom I have studied yoga philosophy have emphasized that we need both theoretical study and experiential practice to develop understanding. In that light, here’s the reading line-up (though currently I am slowly making my way through Harry Potter y el cáliz de fuego.

Anyone who wants to or has read anything in this list and is interested in discussing, please let me know.