Tuesday, May 31, 2005

Yoga pose or dead pretzel?

Yoga seemed extra hard today and I am beginning to wonder if I am meant to be bent into the shape of a pretzel. Perhaps, I'm meant to be one of those straight pretzel sticks? One that will definitely break if you try to bend it. Then there is that relaxation bit at the end of a rigorous yoga workout. Relax your toes, relax your fingers, relax your face. Relax my face? Heck tension is all that is keeping this aging skin from turning into a sagging bag of wrinkles. And, another thought to ponder, there are those super yoga gurus, twisted into impossible poses, the picture of perfect serenity on their face. Could it be they are actually dead from being bent out of shape so often? You never see them move or talk, only pictures of them still as a cadaver.
Yep, I'm not sure anymore about the benefits of this yoga stuff, but I will try to remain flexible in my thinking on the subject and will practice the corpse pose often, just in case someone wants to take my picture.

Monday, May 30, 2005

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Memorial Day

Woke up to rain. Could it be the angels crying that my Mother told me about when I was a child? Is it the newest ones? The ones from the Iraq war? Don's flag will stay tucked away, safe and dry until next year, when we will once again fly it in honor of the dead.
The horses are in the barn, munching hay and I think it is time for us to go to breakfast at Waffle House, a fine old American tradition. Hope wherever you are the sun is shining and the angels over you have no reason to cry.

Sunday, May 29, 2005

Gallop Down Hill

I'm new to all this and I feel like I do when on an unfamiliar horse and I am galloping down hill. Hopefully, the falls aren't as bruising when on a blog.

Farm life

Things are quiet on the farm today. Horses are dozing in the shade of a large oak and the dogs aren't even scratching fleas. The only disruption to the silence is the black crow. He, of course, has to let us all know that crows are out there, watching, waiting. I wonder what is on his menu for today? Perhaps, if we are lucky it will be Mickey D.