My darling husband would soon stop going out on outings with me, mostly because I get down and dirty, to do some Yoga Poses. He would be armed with his camera equipments, immersed in the beauty of the surroundings, trying to picturize the frame that he is going to shoot and I, with a sly smile, would interlude his trance and ask him to take my pictures instead.
Why can't you be normal - he would often ask, while clicking pictures with a classic bored look.
Well what's life without being whimsy!!
Hope is a good thing, maybe the best of things, and no good thing ever dies - Shawshank Redemption.
Last week we drove to the wine country - Hunter Valley. Even though it wasn't the right season, the views were just as gorgeous and peaceful. Sprawling fields, hopping Kangaroos, tall trees, clear blue skies and the contrasting dried out vineyards - just the right amount of freshness one needs during the weekend.
But that doesn't mean I can't stretch and relieve my spinal cord from all the stress that accumulates over the week. Listening to Ellie Goulding's Love me like you do in the hotel room, I warmed up my body with a 15 min Yoga Flow.
A simple stretch that included lot of breathing, downward facing dog, cat, cow, planks, upward facing dog, wild thing, headstand and spinal twists.
Till a year ago, I could only admire all the Yoga travel photos I found on Google, and hoped - with all my heart - I hoped that maybe someday, I too would be strong enough to have a collection of such memories.
Indeed, Hope is a good things - it kept me on track and didn't let my dream die.
And now, I can only hope that my dear husband gets used to the idea of clicking pictures of his whimsical wife. See how slowly he is pushing me out of the frame :P