I was heartened that there was one stout woman with white hair near me (we were about the same speed, but she had better balance) and other folks in the 8am class who did NOT look like Yogis, so maybe that would be the place for me. I felt a little conspicuous for my lack of balance and extra girth in the first class.
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5:30 in Raphoe
For my part, I spent my time pondering that although my family is over 300 years removed from Ireland / Scotland / Wales, I’m only 2 generations removed from a time when spring houses were necessary to keep butter cool and if you couldn’t make do you went without. My mother was born in 1919, her mother in 1889. In grandma’s corner of West Virginia, in many ways it may as well have been 1789.
Duck, Duck, Spruce!
I’m trying to view this as an example that everything is in constant flux. Nothing is carved in stone – not even STONE (Just ask the Old Man of the Mountain!)