This week I’m imagining yoga in a secret garden. The soft, soft grass. Dirt under the fingernails in downward dog. This looks amazing.
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Ooh, let’s put the mat somewhere hiding back there. Under the shade of the tree. Listening to the leaves rustle in the breeze. Maybe a little babbling brook action. I’m happy.
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I’d lay down my mat behind this door. Wouldn’t you?