Adriene has been teaching me Ujjayi breathing. It is meant to sound like the ocean. Tim must wonder what or who I have on the mat with me.
Tim and I walked past an orchard that hasn't had its apples harvested. It smells like cider lollies I used to have as a child.
I have had a few days without sprouts. I am missing that little green vegetable. So I dived into my fridge drawer to retrieve soft, yellow disappointment. What?!? Do not worry. My good friend Pippa had given me a stalk of sprouts as a Christmas present. I had kept it safely in the cool of the dining room. I have sprouts to go with last nights dhal for dinner.
Goddards Apple Tree
Charcoal and Watercolour
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