Prison Yoga and Bob Dylan

Very cool story…

One Street Shy

Rummaging through my kitchen cabinets earlier today, looking for an old antique pottery bowl to give a friend of mine as a gift, I came across another piece of pottery I had completely forgotten about.  I had tucked it away in the cabinet so as not to break it.  I do that sometimes; put pieces of art away to protect them, then forget where they are, and when found, regret that it wasn’t displayed or used as it should have been.  It’s a beautiful bowl; Asian in style. It has the palest of green background with jade color markings smudging the outside and covered with a thick cream glaze.  The quality is similar to a piece you might find at an art show, pottery house or farmers market.

I received it as a gift a while back.  While I was in the middle of teaching a yoga class it was…

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