Click here to see pictures from Marylaura's going away party at Spagio's! Apparently, things can get pretty crazy when a bunch of yogis go out for drinks and dancing on a Thursday night...
It's hard to believe August is here already, ushering in the official "dog days of summer." (Curious about where that term originated? Click here.) Nothing beats these warm evenings when the sun appears to want to hang in the sky forever, coloring the western horizon in brilliant shades of purple, orange, and red. Take off your shoes and take a stroll through the grass. Make a conscious effort to remember the way the blades feel against your bare soles. Notice the scent and hues of the moment, of summer. Then, when Columbus is bundled up in the midst of a February freeze, you'll be able to recall a slight bit of summer, of the freedom of endless heated days, and hopefully take an edge off the cold.
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