A Black Phoebe, my favorite bird, flies outside my yoga class at Buddhi Yoga.
He moves from bush to wall to wire catching insects as I move inside the yoga studio doing vinyasa poses.
He's shy about working on the mat.
After following our sequences, he lands on a wire.
When he's in his resting pose of savasana, he permits a photo or two.
He's gone, in a flash, until my next class.