see:
• Ruth, are you reading this? Because I saw Ray Lamontagne at the local store/cafe. I turned around in my seat, but tried not to gawk. And I thought of you immediately.
• the first purple crocus, waking, and tight lilac buds, waiting
• "walking meditation" across Kripalu's lawn, figures moving silent and slow, sending loving-kindness to grass, birds, bugs, and to each passerby
• young raccoon scampering across the road
hear:• raindrops hitting the studio roof as we lay in corpse pose Monday night
• such hateful words on the news lately, I listen only long enough to get the gist of what's going on
taste:
• locally made ginger ice cream sprinkled with walnuts and drizzled in chocolate
• oh, the Squasharoni
• spinach and mushroom quiche with local eggs
• fresh raisin toast
touch:• back askew and hands decimated by the season's first full day of garden work
• sleeping with a thermos full of hot chamomile tea tucked in beside me
feel:• rested
6 comments:
Ohmygoodness. Yes of course, I'm reading this, and filled with jealousy! Words cannot even describe how much I would love to see him in real life (you know, a little closer than the audience-to-stage sort of way). If only I lived one state over!
I probably would have gawked!
glad you're feeling rested.
you're so funny about the squasharoni.
i'm glad you got some garden work in too.
I was able to put a hold on the Kripalu cook book at my library and anxiously wait its arrival. Love stopping in here..always something new to learn.
Glad you got some rest. Loved your photos.xo
PS
I think I need to come hang out at your local store/cafe, I just decided.
Mmm, squasharoni. I must try it someday.
I can't believe how messed up my back gets from a little gardening work these days. Sheesh!
as always, an evocative post and of course, I had to google Ray...thanks for that, too...
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