This has been a spectacular summer. Really. This has been the kind of summer I remember from kid-hood: long strings of sunny, followed by soft nights of starry.
Then a day of sprinkly little rains, followed by a touch of hot-hot-hot, with a dollop of humid on top.
Then a big soaking rain, with an apocalypse-like fire sky, followed by a day of blue with greeny-green grass and dancing flowers and sudden tomatoes.
When I am sitting in front of my SAD light in January, huddled in my polarfleece, with a gun-metal sky holding me hostage to another 8 weeks of drear, I want to look back at this entry and remember summer:
I love yoga. Teaching and doing.
I like to write, but I want to edit much more. Tragically, in order to have something to edit, you have to write something first. I try to scribble 1K words a day in Scrivener.
I like wine.
My favorite thing in life is having great conversations. I love to share ideas. Good conversation is becoming a lost art, though.
If I don't do some yoga, meditate, and read and write every day, things really fall apart.
I wish I would post on this blog more regularly.
I'm going to work on that.
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Really spectacular sky-scapes. Amazing colours.
Good to have a camera at hand – one never knows when the next amazing photo will present itself.