Tuesday, April 10, 2018

Back to the Sleeping lady

Once a year, I visit the Sleeping Lady for a lovely yoga weekend. It's a dream. Food, yoga, hiking, sleeping. The best.
I attend every year with a friend from my amazon days. it's the only time we see each other even though she lives down the street. middle aged life.

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