Happy Saint Patrick's day to all of my followers and readers.
Tulia and I set off for yoga this morning in a thick fog. No, we weren't in a fog of sleep or confusion. It was literally foggy although I didn't know that until I talked to a sighted person much later on. On my I device, I turned on the irish english accented voice in honour of the day and my irish Gran. How I love an irish accent. I actually love all accents. When new Canadians tell me they are sorry that their English is bad, I tell them I love to listen to them speak it with their particular accent. It adds spice and colour to the language for me.
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Saturday, March 17, 2012
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