'Aving a Laugh

A gorgeous day, cold but with more than a hint of spring in the air, and the hares thought so too. Five of them out there this morning, two or three boxing together, and lots of racing in circles, sudden about-turns, and thrilling leaps in the air. I tried hard to capture some of their antics on my camera with the zoom out full, but keeping it steady was very hard. How come Kitty was able to take a clear photo of the moon's craters with the same camera recently, just a slightly stronger lens? It looked like a picture from a telescope.

Relaxing after their shenanigans

I just missed them both in mid-air

Back down after leaping for joy

 
My two orders from Amazon were delivered today, one a padded, weighted hoola-hoop which bears no resemblance to the ones we used to whirl around our skinny waists as children, and ther second a very thick (15mm) yoga mat. The former is to tighten my core, and if I'm honest it's because I could do it the first time I tried with very little effort and it felt great, and the latter to save my poor knees from the hard ground when we perform our antics in Great Glemham village hall.

Tonight I'm off to see Katherine Ryan on tour in Ipswich. Sammy and I are making a night of it - early dinner at Pizza Express and then hopefully a lot of belly laughs. Laugh School in The Real Marigold Hotel features a group of Jaipur denizens joining together every morning in a local park to force laughter, force it, that is, until it becomes real. It's wonderful for the health apparently, mental and physical. What with Wayne Sleep making the amazing discovery that India offered meditation, his chance at last to reach his spiritual side, it was a very inspirational episode. (Wayne, mate, they do meditation in every corner of the UK as well). I love to laugh (but my baby just loves to dance) and will do so at every opportunity from now on even when things are not funny. Except when I'm on my knees in yoga. That is no laughing matter.