For the past 12 years, my two favorite yoga teachers have led yoga retreats in Mexico. This year was my year to attend again. In the middle of the week, we are often encouraged to take a break from speaking and interacting with others over a 24 hour period. I enjoyed the introspection and decided I would photograph what caught my eye on my walks to and fro during my silence.

My waking view through my mosquito cloth surrounding my bed:

Shower floor:

Plant outside the dining hall:

Side wall of the dining hall:

Peeling tree:

Flowers on the way to the beach:

Frond:

My sun hat:

My morning shadow on the sand:

Rock monster:

Rock fissure:

Receding wave:

Bougainvillea:

Slatted door:

Flower:

Top of the yoga shala roof:

Woven sliding door to my casita:

Palm tree trunk: