sloth rules

On Saturday morning, behold, a rare and wondrous sight: Juan joining me for a 3-hour yoga class (going his own way and taking breaks whenever he felt the stretches were too repetitive!). But this was the exception in an otherwise inactive weekend, where the best use for a yoga mat was considered by some to be this...

... and even the effort of holding up The Inflationary Universe was too much. The alerte orange avalanches provided a handy excuse for loafing chez nous.