1. Morning walks. We went to Reservoir Ridge one day, where the bridge is exactly one mile from the parking lot, so perfect for Ringo’s current light duty of two miles in the morning. We saw a coyote, but it was so fast and far enough away that I didn’t get a good picture of it.
2. Practice. Without that anchor, that routine, that center, I can really spin out.
3. Rain. We had a storm last night and the way it cools everything down, softens things, slows them down, can be a nice break during the heat of summer. I’m also so glad that Ringo isn’t afraid of the thunder or lightening or wind.
4. Late summer garden. We are starting to get tomatoes, the zucchini and cucumbers show no sign of stopping, I made pesto with our basil this week, and some of the pumpkins are already turning orange.
5. My tiny family. This is Eric’s last real weekend of summer break. He’s got two weeks of workshops and such before classes start and he’s already been working a lot of half days. It’s going to be a very different experience this fall, with him no longer working from home and me still not teaching yoga or anything else, trying to write a book when I have no idea how. I realized this summer that even though I’m not in school anymore, not at CSU working, fall will always be the start of a new year. Not January, but August.
Bonus joy: coffee with cocoa and mini marshmallows, running the whole house fan in the evening, the birds singing happily in the front garden, sunflowers, clean sheets, good TV, listening to podcasts, reading, texting with Chloe’ and Mom and Chris and Chelsey, hanging out with Calyx, aqua aerobics, training with Shelby, yoga, peaches, vaccinations and masks and all the people working to help and support those who get sick or hurt, unscented laundry detergent, quiet neighbors, all the dogs, things that flower, making each other laugh, sitting in the sauna with Eric, reading in bed at night while Eric and Ringo sleep.
Open Space Practice, (AKA: A Thousand Shades of Gray) 