playdate

 

ellie, jess and i are so limber at the end of our retreat

 

the yoga house of our dreams

  

wild peacocks, need i say more? (there is one hidden in the tree)

 

view from the house deck

 

me with the dream team 

it seems like fridays are just going to be my blog posting day.  i would have missed this one because i was due to leave for chicago at 7:30pm, but with these thunderstorms rolling in my flights are delayed and i've gained a few extra hours this evening.  as long as i make it by 2pm tomorrow to photograph my friend blair's wedding, i'm happy to have them.

this gives me time to tell you that our acroyoga/thai massage retreat in winchester, va this weekend was a smashing success.  as predicted, we had SO much fun!  i have everyone who showed up to thank for that.  as my dear friend mark says 'if you bring it, it will be there" which is exactly the weekend worked.  we brought boxes of food and plans for yoga classes, but the most important part of anything is the spirit that each bright attended pulled out from the very beginning.  it reminded me that life is fun and that play can be the most effective way to grow.   it was all fueled by our amazing kitchen team--jenn and liza (with assistance from julie)--who helped me remember that you can find the perfect intersection of health and deliciousness, when you have that magic touch.   i hope to get back out there again soon so stay tuned for more yoga escapes in the fall.

in other big news, adam and i found a place!  it's not too far from where i live now, has lots of space and light (our priorities) and even has a swimming pool.  we were so sad when our first place fell through, but as everyone reminded me, life works out how it should.  when we walked into the place during the open house, it felt just like home.  luckily, we didn't scare the owner off with our enthusiasm and we move in two weeks! now i'm beginning the digging out process that must happen after living in the same place for four years.  if you would have stopped by yesterday morning, you would have found me in my pajamas at 11am, crying over a box of letters that i got while i was in the peace corps.  it was cathartic in exactly the way i needed. 

oh and why have i not watched friday night lights until now?? i started last week and i'm almost half-way through the first season.  i can't say it's making me like football anymore but i'm into these high schoolers from texas (i don't think i have ever said that before :).  i have a feeling it's going to the perfect balm for the next month of travel/moving/photography craziness.