When I first heard yoga students chanting Vedic verse in  Sanskrit, I was living in Sag Harbor. The sounds wafted from an upstairs window on Main Street.  I wanted to go in, but I was scared off by a very intimidating newspaper article on the studio I found on the web, so I found another…

plum blossom time

The weed tree isn’t a weed tree, it’s a plum tree, and it finally got pruned.  The birds, squirrels, and I cheer!  Now it is slowly filling with white blossoms.