ONE MAN AND HIS DOG

Breezy morning walk by Loch Morlich on the second day of our yoga retreat. 
 
I've stretched parts of me I did not know existed - and they weren't all physical either.  It was a splendid weekend, refreshing in all sorts of ways, with excellent veggie food and great conversations (ranging from how to manage a museum’s ship collection to where to find caves full of mammoth teeth). Nevertheless,  it was good to be picked up at the station by two handsome men, whisked off to our local Italian to eat then home to sleep in my own rather wonderful bed.