Yoga and Paint
While practicing my favorite yoga pose-corpse, I looked up and saw this wonderful view. Thought I would share it with my readers. Did I mention that Stephen has been attending with me and has never missed a class? This is amazing.
About painting, I stripped two sections of the newly painted wall, then washed and re-sanded, adding the hallway and some of the pilot house to the schedule. Tomorrow before my five-mile walk on the bridge, I’ll get the first coat of oil-based paint on those walls. Sunday I’ll apply the second coat then quit to prepare for company. Can’t wait to hug my brother Dale, who formalized his “grandpa title” with the birth of Samuel Heydlauff earlier this week.
Saturday we’re attending a fundraiser for troubled teens on Grassy Key. Yours truly is one of four models for a local clothing designer.
Sunday, the choir is singing Mendelssohn’s He Watching Over Israel From Elijah. It’s a beautiful classic that has taken some work. We’re sounding pretty good!
Life is full, and our time here passing way too quickly.
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