Cafe noir

Yoga this morning, reluctant all the way. I knew I would be forced to bend and stretch the old joints on this cold morning. Sore knees, sore hips. Watching the clock the whole session, but so glad I went (when it was all over).

A little more mobile this afternoon.

A little treat for myself for going to yoga class is a coffee (and sometimes brunch) at Forage, just downstairs and next door to the yoga school.

This is where I made this photo.