Scotland enfolds you, its mists weave spells around you, as you traipse with tripod and camera bag through wind and rain, across rivers and marshes, with glens of bracken and springy heather wondering what secrets the landscape keeps. Rising early in the morning, stamping cold feet, with hoods and gloves, excited and expectant, as you imagine new compositions developing through the day.
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By Mark Ody, guest writer for Unwind and let go.
Two years ago, my partner Marie and I visited the Heure Bleue Hotel in Essaouira on holiday. It was my first time visiting a Moroccan Hammam, my only time so far, but now I feel a constant yearning to return. We had left our kids with willing and ageless grandparents, and flew from Marseilles looking forward to our autumnal break of culture, warmth, golf and sleep.
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After six weeks in the windswept North West, my skin was feeling dry and in need of some serious exfoliation and after a consultation with the Shelbourne Spa, I booked myself in for an elemis Exotic Coconut Body Rub and Milk Ritual Wrap. Even though, an exfoliation treatment is less about relaxation and more about results, I was hoping for a repeat of my wonderful visit to the Six Senses in Paris [see here].
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After my recent misadventures with my lower back, I was finally ready to go back to Yoga Classes this weekend and attend a Chakras workshop. Of late, it seems that I have had more returns to yoga than uninterrupted practise [see here]. But such is life. To celebrate, I bought myself a Manduka skidless yoga towel with ‘dots that grip so you don’t slip’. This towel goes over your yoga mat to avoid slipping and also helps you avoid getting stuck in jump backs or jump throughs. Perfect, if like me, you are still learning how to glide through seated postures with ease.
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On Friday my sister arrived for the weekend armed with the latest book on ‘How to lead a Hygge Lifestyle’. As it was bucketing down outside, it didn’t take long before we were all huddled in front of the fire, drinking hot chocolate and playing a slow game of scrabble. We probably could have done with more candles, some fair isle socks and a photo album for reminiscing, but by all accounts, it was an almost perfect Hygge moment.
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Duck Eggs, Kerr Pinks, Cod, Leafy Beetroot, Apply Jelly… our eating habits seem to be evolving the longer we live beside the Ramelton country market. The days of Tesco Finest and Avoca soups seem like a distant memory, and now with time on our hands, we are discovering anew the food that we eat, cook and source. Continue reading “Duck eggs, Kerr Pinks… and Ramelton Country Market”
Since relocating to the Ramelton in Donegal these past few weeks, my yoga schedule has been a bit all over the place and it has been challenging to do any practise, never mind locate a class. Last week however, a notice in the village shop caught my eye and after making enquiries, I was pleasantly surprised to find that there was a regular Tuesday night class taking place in the local town hall in Ramelton. Continue reading “Yoga at the Town hall in Ramelton Donegal”