Monday, July 25, 2011
I was so grateful to witness my yoga community uniting today. I feel like we were all seeds on the same dandelion. We held fast for one last practice, and then scattered in our own directions with the breeze. Strangely though, I don't feel afraid to lose anyone. No matter where we choose to lay down our roots, I am certain that the same breeze will bring us back together again.
Thursday, July 21, 2011
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Saturday, July 2, 2011
Saturday, June 4, 2011
Saturday, May 28, 2011
What a great sport!
The boys' creative puppy play continues...
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