Saturday mornings my husband and I go to yoga class. An hour of stretching, breathing, waking up our bodies, minds and spirits. Almost every morning that we attend I lay in bed at 7am and think, “its so warm under the covers” and contemplate rejecting the whole plan. As winter has progressed, the days colder […]
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Month: February 2017
Sarah Ward 