On the Way Home from Work

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.

I woke up violently beset with cold/flu symptoms on Tuesday (fortunately, I’d voted early). I hardly got out of bed for two days and while I was able to work some from home because there were deadlines that needed to be coordinated, I ‘m days from being better. Instead of being out this week bearing witness, I’ve contributed extra to support recount efforts and am glad for the steadiness of committed monthly giving. I am concentrating this long weekend on recovering because this is for the long haul. And look at this beautiful tree, which clearly has enjoyed the overly wet autumn.

On my way to a weekend in Philadelphia to attend a weekend yoga asana workshop with Desiree Rumbaugh, I left the house an hour early and stopped at the people’s Filibuster.


US Supreme Court, September 24, 2018

Capitol grounds, Day 1 Kavanaugh hearings

Freedom Plaza, August 12, 2018