Gladiola on the Flower Clock in Everyday Ramblings

From my phone this morning. The gladiolas are a bit later than normal this year. I went for a longish walk because I could. as it is a holiday here. It is gray, (gunmetal gray as I read in a description of Paris in November I read yesterday) out but mild.

I need to see if there is anything I can do about the sizing settings on my phone as it takes big pictures that are taller than wide and only look good here if one looks at them say in a reader view.

All this adjusting takes time; and that is something that has been in short supply around here the last few years.

Boy do I understand why people go away on these long weekends. I have so much stuff to do around here… and what I need to do is rest.

I felt self-conscious about complaining in my last post about my weight and my dental work. It is all about control, not feeling that I have any. I just need to focus on the things I do have control of and let the rest go.

My coordinator says I have a big group signing up for my summer session yoga class, which is interesting because I know at least two of my regulars are not signing up. The good news is that I will get to keep the big room with lots of windows.

The fan in that room is not ideal and last Monday I had to make an effort to be heard over it, which is not restful for my students, or me. But it is a cheerful room and better than the damp cave of a room downstairs.

I would like to pick up another class in a studio with props. There are so many adaptations one can do with props that are not really accessible without them. I use blocks and blankets and straps and dog balls and a bolster in my home practice all the time. All covered in cat hair I might add…

In the next six months my dental work will be over. I need to hold that thought.

Long time readers here many remember that this is not my favorite holiday. There is much local drinking and noise making all capped off with a huge fireworks display close by.

Almost all the wildlife I saw on my walk this morning was human.

My mother, our mother, was born 102 years ago. That is astonishing to me. Spanning a whole century between us. She only lived 54 of those years but still…

Cavalia, the Cirque de Soliel show with horses is here. I walked by the tents this morning and could smell the hay. The horses appear to have their own tent so I didn’t see them. You can see the tents from all over the riverfront, gleaming white. I hear it is really a spectacular show.

The cats are happy. They love the beer pong balls. As always on a night with big firework displays we will turn in early with the windows closed in one big pile and ride it out as calmly as one can.

And then it will be over and there is much to look forward to this week.

Last updated July 04, 2016