raspberry tequila sour
My least favorite berry morphs into my favorite current muse, it seems. I’m not vindictive towards the innocent raspberry, but it is typically…
Sunday sauce. I’m typing currently with a rather airy franticness circulating about my brain. I should probably pause and stoop into Child’s Pose…
Apparently, when faced with extra time I like to pretend I’m an Olympic hopeful. Training has honestly driven me through most of my…
I heard the other night a chorus of bells, applause, and a banging of this and that from balconies across the island neighborhoods.…
Greetings from my desk. I am glued here far more than I’m used to, and as a result feel quite antsy to move…
Yoga in bed, because what’s better than getting some movement sans leaving the coziest of nests? This sequence has in mind the groggy…
If nothing else, right now we require comfort. I personally have shifted daily, hourly, between restful and restless. I haven’t slept much or…
I logged a 14 mile week! This running start arrived at such an opportune time and, though I’ve probably written such prior, a…
For those who tuned in when I launched this class on Sunday, THANK YOU! I do hope everyone who flowed enjoyed the movement,…
Hello, quarantine. I believe I am winning this war against boredom and isolation. Losing it against carb and chocolate cravings. Woe is me.…
I’m truly unsure how people (willingly) out of work manage day-by-day. As I write, I’m on day three sans a shift at my…