I do enjoy Yerba Maté, this is my simple set up, with many thanks to @opticnoodle for the cup/gourd, works a treat. Give me great memories of our time in Patagonia.
If you should find yourself lost on Isle of Lewis or want to. You can’t do wrong with staying at Corncrake Holiday Cottage. We spend a brilliant week there few months back. Beach, walks, chill, views and nearly totally of the beaten track and stunning sunsets.
At the end of August we were enjoying a pub lunch with a log fire. Good food and a ale next to this is very enjoyable.
About six years ago, I asked her to marry me and gave her a Haribo ring. Which she promptly ate while laughing away.
About six weeks ago, she said “G’wan then, why not?!”.
About six minutes ago, we became Mr Peli and Mrs Woolly.
Inspired by the Viking runes carved into the chamber walls of the stone age tomb at Maeshowe, Orkney. This ring reads ‘Enduring Strength Unity’ in runes.
Rings by Sheila Fleet
Yes, I had help with this photograph, or rather I threw the camera at my beautiful assistant, so that I could go on the bouncing pillow. I might soon be an old Git (Oi, quiet there at the back!!), anything that I can go and bounce on, swing on or slide* on and I can’t stop my inner child.
*) Just do check the width of the slide at the bottom before you go on it. Let’s just say that I walked in pain for the rest of the day after I got wedge at the end of a long slide… 🙂
Simply just a photograph of a fire, just because I love it.
This is my companion and true friend, Bamse. The amount of times I have cried into his fake fur, thrown him over the house and played hide and seek with him, is uncountable.
I got him before I was born and he have never left my sight. Would love to take him with cycle touring but I’m to scared that he would get stolen or damaged, well he is getting on a bit 🙂
Over the years my mum and even myself have sown his arms and legs back on, along with giving him new glass eyes. His nose was lost for good a long time ago, his fur is wearing rather thin in many places. And what was once white is more grey.
He might look a little rough around the edges but he is not a “dirty old rag” as Peli’s mum proclaimed.
At a festival in France I found this lady playing with her fire poi. I think she was meditating while doing it. As her face was very still with the same expression. Only rocking forward and back while staring at a one point all the time.
I wonder if this was her zen moment.
We went camping just south of London, where we could have a bonfire, which I haven’t had for years. Which is my other Zen moments as I can poke the fire with a stick for hours.
The heat, colour and smell send me into trance. As long as there is wood to burn I can disappear into the flames.
One on the best things about cycle touring is that you can just stop, rest and take in the views. Along with that you get to cycle on roads, paths less travelled so you get to enjoy the scenery pretty much unspoiled by yourself.
This one was taken in New Zealand on the Otago Rail Trail, out of season, miles away from towns and other roads so we were all alone for the most of the day. Just a great spot to sit and relax and take it all in, nearly a zen moment.
We were up in St. Andrews last year and had a wonderful ride along the beach, which you can up there. I do love walking along the beach finding what have washed up, listening to the waves. I used to wonder where it has come from. Though now of days most of it is stuff people have thrown away and not used a bin. Pretty sad that people tend not to care any more.
I know that these photos of stones have been done a bit too much. But this one does remind me of my Zen moments.
Below, is a photo from a beach in Denmark from day I went out snorkeling with my brothers.
Two of my favourite ways to relax – spending hours looking at the sea or picking through stones. When I do that I blank out totally, it relaxes me, puts me to ease, no worries, chill simply put.
This photo captures “my Zen” spot on, I’m normally fairly aware of what is going on around me. Though here I didn’t have a clue that Peli was taking this photo. She even had to gently nudge me to get me to come back to the tent so that we could cook dinner.