On Saturday, Roger and I attended a day-long retreat — in appreciation of Nature — hosted by our neighbors who teach yoga about a quarter mile from our house.
The day began with a 2 hour plus yoga session (it was advertised as a “vigorous Asana practice”… ) With only three classes leading up to this event, you can bet I am still sore two days later! I have never been in some of those positions before, and I did indeed massage my internal organs. Today, I could use a full body massage. I’m sure I’ll feel better after my walk today in 80 degree sunshine… yum.
After yoga, about 10 of us shared a vegetarian potluck lunch. Roger made African Daal which was quite popular. It was… Continue reading
Good manners, and a sense of doing the right thing, came home to roost recently.
A colleague and warm acquaintance—I’d be pressed to say “friend”—lost his wife early last spring. I was added to an email list of “close friends” who received weekly updates on her progress fighting cancer almost as soon as it was diagnosed the previous fall. The situation was dire, and the outcome known. It was really just a matter of time.
I felt that any contribution I could make—not really knowing the family or other friends copied on these updates well—would seem somehow trite if not offensive. So, I read and soaked up the outpouring of love and support from afar, amazed at the tribe this couple had supporting them during their excruciating ordeal.
The wife… Continue reading
Climate change is so evident to all in new England that it is almost rite to discuss it these days. This winter — although plenty chilly throughout December and January — didn’t “heat up” until Valentine’s Day.
Since then, we’ve had at least five major storms with the last two in April. Not normal, or is it now?
Big storms in April due a lot of damage, mostly because of warmer temperatures. Run off from the mountain snow melt combined with any additional moisture add up to a MESS.
Exhibit A — Gleason Falls Bridge washout in Hillsboro, NH
We had an unexpectedly interesting day yesterday. Our friend Anne was presenting a workshop in Manchester, so we decided to meet her at Shaskeen (an Irish pub) on Elm mid-afternoon. She ran late, so we sipped stout and Guiness while doing our saved-up Sunday crossword puzzles. About an hour later she showed up, and while we visited, Dennis Kucinich supporters started rolling in and moving to the back room. We decided to hang out to hear him. Hopeless campaign perhaps, but he may be the only honest, not hampered by contribution “strings” one in the bunch. He was delayed by other events, natch, so we waited and chatted, got interviewed by students from Durham, Franklin Pierce, and Keene, as well as the Nashua Telegraph, and… Continue reading
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