Een grote boom

This is a redwood tree, planted in the Amsterdam Botanical Gardens a mere 35 years ago. Just like the average age of the inhabitants of Groningen, it is younger than I am.
It is the most beautiful tree I have ever hugged. It overshadows all the other trees in the garden. I can't wait to come back here to visit this truly awesome tree.

An ode to Nuts and Honey

I miss my cats. I think about them when I am sitting in my little apartment working on my laptop, or when I am eating my oatmeal in the morning. They have been a part of my every day for the past 12 years, and now we are apart.
Today I visited other cats in a Haarlem café. A few were crazy, and a few others were cuddly. But none were Nuts and Honey.

Morning light

Shout out to Geoff, who thinks my blog is useless. So do I.
I intend no purpose through this exercise. That's a lie.
To remember, to log, to let out, to materialise, I write.
For me, not for you. And I walk down to the right.

Sheep

Who needs fences around here? Nobody!

Fietsen en frietsen

We are mobile, Dutch style. And we are eating fries. It's wild. Moreover, contrary to all expectations, the sun is out and the sky is blue. Yay!

A new beginning.

Athena, bikes, and a really really old canal. De Oudegracht. Our first weekend in Utrecht has consisted of getting over jet lag and exploring the streets. Oh, and eating yummy foods.