Friday, May 20, 2011

Sitting up, our own practice and bun.

1. "Ohhh, good sitting, Alec," say the mothers around us. "Look at him, pulling up" and "He's even doing it with distraction." He still has to hang on to my finger for balance, but he is suavely confident enough to suck on the other hand all the while.

2. Alec lost interest before we got to the leg-lifts part of the yoga class, so I was feeding him while the other babies were giggling at horsey rides on their mothers' legs. Later in the day, in the privacy of our own home, we give the exercises a try. I guess this is what our teacher means when she talks about 'your own practice'.

3. A soft and spicy raisin bun covered in thick white icing.

Eggshell, turkey oak and grateful.

1. Smacking a hardboiled egg to break the shell. 2. Pale green leaves on the huge oak tree at the corner of The Grove. 3. There is nothing q...