Monthly Archive: September, 2012

Picking Flowers

I did not sleep too well that night. Pomi had been right after all. There had been too much of everything in that salad.  Definitely too much salt. I had been up almost… Continue reading

Eating Out

“Pomi!” “What?” Sitting on a stained glass picture that was hanging in the window of my workroom Pomi  was dangling dangerously in the air. ” You still have not told me how you… Continue reading

A trip

” I am going to visit my daughter today and you are coming with me?” ” Says who”? ” Says I !” ” I don’t feel like going!” ” Oh come on. It… Continue reading

One yoga mat

One of my friends was concerned Pomi and I might get into each others way using the same yoga mat. I assured her there was nothing to worry about and that there is… Continue reading

Adho Mukha Svanasana

One of the good things about living in a place where the sun shines at least three hundred days a year is that you can almost always practice yoga outside in the early… Continue reading