Most of us start to tumble out of our cozy beds and into the kitchen around 7-ish. We bump around, pulling on clothing, sipping morning hydration and waking as the sun streams over the far ridge and into the living room. Well, we no longer call it a living room ~ with three tables all set up with permanent artist’s work spaces, it looks more like a kids playroom. It’s heaven for us artists.
Spilling onto the deck with blankets and yoga mats in hand, we amble out, much like the quail do. Following in trusting order, down to the lake’s edge, we start our morning yoga “sun salute”. The air is clean, sun warming, and exercise invigorating. Ahhhhh, beautiful beginning of the day.