July 21, 2008

Yoga: not just for statues

Meditating with the statue

I forgot to mention that I had lunch the other day with Fire Ant, the blogger who posed naked for me just a few months ago. (Yes, she has other endearing qualities, but once you've posed naked for my blog, that description trumps all others.) We ate at a Middle Eastern Restaurant, where the falafel and baba ganoush was so good that Fire Ant kicked off her shoes and began dancing barefoot in the middle of the room. That was just before the firefighters broke down the back door because they thought the smoke coming from the kitchen looked dangerous. And just after the waiter carrying a platter of food stopped to hit on my friend and accidentally dumped a bowl of hummus down her shirt.

Or maybe we just sat and talked at a table in a sunny window. The lunch was last Friday so the details are a bit hazy.

Anyhow, during a walk across the campus of Snowstorm University, Fire Ant felt inspired to pose next to one of the statues. Well, the inspiration was mostly me asking her to pose. She kept complaining that the old guy in the statue had done way more yoga than her, but then she crouched down into the pose anyhow. I wanted her to take off her clothes so that she'd look more like the statue, but her lunch hour was over and we simply didn't have time. Next time, we'll have to spend less time eating and talking, and more time taking photos. We've got a long winter here in Snowstorm Region so the window for naked outdoor photos is pretty small, and we need to take advantage of the warm weather when we can.

6 comments:

KathyR said...

If only you had taken some pictures at the lunch. Then the details would be less hazy...

Anonymous said...

FireAnt, that is the LAMEST raft of excuses for not getting naked yet. We expect better from you, for sure.

Andi said...

No yoga and she squats with her heels all the way to the ground - that makes up for her clothing for sure.

YourFireAnt said...

Hazy, my hind foot! It was YOU who danced barefoot in the middle of the room, and got hosed down by the firefighters.

FA

Singing Owl said...

LOL!

Marie said...

Just catching up. Your photos and your writing are as wonderful as ever. And as enduring. Last night, we heard a train whistle and K looked at me and smiled as she said, "Train on bridge!"