Yoga at the active adult community was cancelled this morning, as we were the only two registrants for what would have been an age-progressed Mommy and Me class of sorts. Instead, I sought out the goldfinches.
There’s right there, by the window where The Husband and I sit and and read when we’re here. We can watch the goldfinches for hours — and we are doing just that during these few days of mostly unstructured time. We have few plans this trip, a sparse agenda. A weekend conference for me, our reason for this trip.
Goldfinches are good omens, apparently, with one website saying that they’re a harbinger of exciting and joyful times to come.
Several positive conversations have already happened during this trip.
I’m hopeful for the others, still on the horizon.
This is Post #11 of 99 in my 99 Days of Blogging project