Walking through the forest after a lazy, hearty Sunday breakfast. The light is low, the powder snow resting on tree branches falls through the air from the slightest touch. The white ground is imprinted with nightly tracks: foxes, rabbits, mice and squirrels now nowhere to be seen.
There was something magical about witnessing these young boys taking a swim in the lake. They screamed, they splashed, they jumped and they laughed in the way that one does to welcome the summer.
begins the moment you decide to be Yourself
As we say in Finnish, we were “keeping the rain” with woolly socks on drinking cups of tea and reading our books.
Another beautiful summer day in Åland with nothing on our To Do list. Still I rolled out my yoga mat on the terrace for a good 1,5 hour practice while Barry was typing on his computer. The light breeze was rustling through the trees and the sounds of traffic were replaced by flying beetles and other wildlife. Some reading, good eating and just breathing in the fresh country air. Ice water with fresh mint and lemon, a simply perfect summer drink.
After a brutal 5AM wake-up call we had a wonderful morning on the boat to Åland. Time passed quickly with yoga, reading and people watching as the hang-overed Finnish youth crawled by our table on the sun deck. What awaited us in Åland was even better than we could’ve dreamed of. Jacqueline from Björnhufvud B&B picked us up from the bus stop in style in an cream white antique Mercedes Benz. The B&B itself is pretty much heaven on earth. We had a delicious home cooked dinner in the beautifully restored main house that combines old world charm and modern rustic luxury where all the objects have a purpose or a story; or simply bring natural beauty. We settled in the conservatory overlooking the idyllic estate. A piece of jazz is playing in the summer evening and there will be no alarm clock for tomorrow.
A day spent out in the sun, breathing in some Scandinavian sea air, eating delicious food (Raw lasagna and green juice from Cleansing Days were heavenly). Then yoga, reading and a game of cards. When a couple in their eighties rolled out their picnic blanket next to us and took out a bottle of bubbles and strawberries it was official: We’d found The Good Life.
Today we walked over to the Tekniska Museet and ended up spending over four hours there marveling at the different inventions from x-rays to refrigerators and hydraulic engines. We had moments of pure nostalgia at the computer games section with Super Mario and Pac Man and played with lasers and even had a game of ping pong. Afterwards a Fika on a jetty, some yoga and just soaking up the peaceful atmosphere with hundreds of geese and many locals who had appeared in the park with their picnic baskets.