Today's yoga transpired in a friend's garden.
I'm fond of this pleasant little garden, having visited it from time to time -- so fond that, on a spontaneous whim while enroute to my original destination, I forwent another beach-side session in favor of the garden. And, as it turned out, my caprice was rewarded, for I found garden yoga to be as fulfilling as I'd suspected. There, I again felt transported from the nearby highway and its frenetic energy, enough that I attained a slight bond with the plants in audience of me. Afterward, I proceeded to have a foot-reflexology session (from the same friend who owned the garden), and this proved a wonderful compliment to my yoga.
Cool.
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