morning yoga at the farmers’ market.
what I passed as I drove by
on my way to get bagels.
it’s all about balance.
some days it’s yoga and organic veggies
in the morning light.
other days it’s drinking a latte
and eating a chocolate chip bagel
with whipped cream cheese
while wearing the yoga pants you woke up in.
“extremes are easy. strive for balance.”
while many kids of my era ate glue, paste, chalk, and crayons
i was busy with my own unusual eating habits
because we played outside for hours and hours
in the fields and open spaces of our neighborhood
most every day
i supplemented by ‘indoor diet’
with my own outdoor natural food diet
often consisting of:
pulp from a freshly fallen tree stump
rich, black, loamy soil
and baby ants.
not sure why i was drawn to each of these things
or why or how i stayed healthy
must have been all of the snow i ate in the winter months
but i’ve learned not to eat baby ants
and i’ve since moved on to chocolate, pasta, and flamin’ hot cheetos
apparently i was one of the original clean eaters
quite by accident.
“eat food. not too much. mostly plants.”
-michael pollan -‘in defense of food: an eater’s manifesto’