Just a quick little round up post of things I’ve discovered are great:
First, remember my post last month when I mentioned friend Yosra and the inspiring way she’s battling cancer? Well, you are going to want to take a look at this beautiful video with Yosra, put together by the tour crew for Beyonce. And check out Yosra’s website chronicling her fight while you are at it.
Second, I’ve read some great writing advice recently (which happened to also be beautifully illustrated). 1. Pixar’s 22 Rules of Storytelling
And finally, I will leave you with pictures of adorable puppies. Mark and I have talked about getting a dog for years now…and I’m still not sure if we are ready. But we sure had a great time getting to know lots of great dogs and cats at Meet the Breeds today. Here are just a few highlights:
P.S. If you want to read my yoga insights, I’m writing about the power of using props in your yoga practice over on my other blog, KateAsana.
Writing my name in wet cement has been a life-long dream of mine since I was a kid, but circumstances have always conspired against me. For years I seemed to only encounter newly poured sidewalks when they were already too dry to write in.
Then, last spring on my way home from a yoga class I noticed a fresh square of sidewalk that the workers had just walked away from. After creating an elaborate cover in which I found a stick, and pretended to tie my shoe, I FINALLY wrote my tag (Kate=Great) neatly in the corner. I returned with my camera a few days later to record my accomplishment only to find that it had been smoothed over and replaced with large scribbles of children. I walk by this piece of sidewalk several times a week and it mocks me every time.
Flash forward to a couple of weeks ago, when my mom came to visit, we were walking in Manhattan and Mark pointed out a tiny patch of sidewalk that was being repaired. It wasn’t the grand canvas that I had originally wanted, but it was good enough. My mom and Mark acted as cover as I wrote my name.
I returned this weekend and found that it’s still there! Another life-long dream: check!
So if you are ever on 34th street near Lexington Ave in Manhattan, look for the tiny mark I have left on the city.