Today is the day.

Knowing that it’s morning fog and not smoke and how it sets the spirit at ease.

We move the dining room table and all of the chairs. Makeshift yoga studio.

Chataranga staring out at the trees. Yeah, this is ain’t bad at all.

She has is rub our hands together to build energy and create a ball of light and blessings to surround ourself with throughout the day.

Wine delivery.

This is life right now.

We talk about our lives to now, the industry, being a calculated risk taker.

Fantastic Friday.

Sweating as I clean. Laughing to myself thinking of what he told his grandmother on the phone: “We have air conditioning but we never use it!”