A less ephemeral alternative to Bikram Yoga.
She put her boots on; went outside to survey her kingdom. It was a grand one. A hundred yards of river front had been turned into wide, just-greening lawns. Along the bank stood a row of magnificent, evenly spaced maple trees coming into flowers. Beyond them, the river stretched silver. There was no sign of any other habitation. (Bear, Chap. IV, p. 19)