Watching Grass Grow

I am someone who does well alone.  Not to say I don't need companionship, I just do well alone too.  But sometimes, I feel I need to just "be" and do quiet things...like watch the grass grow in my backyard.  I love my yard, with its lush St Augustine blanket of green.  It is completely shaded by pecan tress so being outside, even when it is hot, is ok.
I guess growing up with horses instilled a fundamental need for quietude.  I really need to turn down the stimulation and tune in to me and those things around me that mother nature provides.
It is calming and therapeutic.
I like my life.

Sweat, sweat and more sweat!

Today, at the invitation from a friend (thanks Beth!!) I went to American Power Yoga studio.  This is my first time at a real yoga studio, not just a gym.  I have been practicing yoga off and on for about 2 years.  I really love it and it is now become a 'need' that I have to fill.

This was not Bikram yoga, but 'warm' yoga as the room was about 85F.  I did not get overheated, but a river of sweat ran off of me the entire time.  It was completely cleansing, and I felt invigorated thereafter.  I plan to go tomorrow as well to see how I feel.  I can definitely understand why people choose to practice yoga at a studio, it was a different energy, a different feel entirely.
It was great!  I highly recommend it.

Just think about this...

The place between serenity and rage.

Where is that and what lies there?