Yoga Night

The evenings when I attend yoga classes generally follow a very distinct pattern. I arrive feeling a little rushed/irritable/tense/preoccupied and I leave feeling simultaneously invigorated and relaxed. However, the view on my walk to yoga was so damn sparkly the other night that I was instantaneously invigorated and relaxed before the class even started. It made a nice change. Yesterday night I attended a different studio for a John Stirk workshop. Yoga is for Girls describes the Stirk experience beautifully.

Light Eating for Survival

Light Eating for Survival by Marcia Acciardo (Wethersfield, Conn., 1977). I have a soft spot for old‑school raw publications and I can’t recommend this book highly enough. It features dishes that are ‘frugal, simple, satisfying and high’. The preface states: ‘Please share this book with someone you love or is in need of love’. I’m sharing - hello, new friends.

Jewels of the currant world

Picking the slew of redcurrants and whitecurrants is almost a full-time job. I'm not complaining. Truly the jewels of the currant world.