Set off at 8.30 Monday morning for the 9 a.m. yoga class at the Y, marvelling – wow, I’m actually out the door and on time, for once. But the day was so incredibly beautiful, I just couldn’t bear the thought of sitting in an air-conditioned room, contemplating my navel. Stopped the bike, wrestled with myself for a minute, and turned around toward home. Just too lovely a day to miss a minute, even for yoga.
Though the weather continues sublime, I know it’s fall, because the garden is shutting down and suddenly there’s so much