I spent the weekend at a yoga retreat, a wonderful, invigorating yoga retreat. I worked hard in the classes but spent lots of time in meditation and relaxing too. It has gently but firmly kick started my yoga practice after years of dormancy. I finished off the weekend with a deep tissue massage, just the thing to loosen up my tight shoulders. In some of my spare time I walked around the property with my camera. Thanks to Lis and Rachel for offering love and light in such a beautiful setting.
The retreat centre is cunningly hidden in the bush. The yoga studio, dining room and accommodation cottages are made from timber and blend into their surroundings.
Wildflowers in the bush. Can anyone tell me what these flowers are?
This one I know. The smell from the wattle was intoxicating and the bees were busy humming while they worked. I've never seen the sacs of pollen so clearly on a bee's legs before.
Some I didn't see until I checked my photos later. This reflected duck was a delightful surprise.
The trees were ghostly and compelling.