may. may be over. this years may was so very intense. hoping june will bring some more harmony.
hey, does that mean it is summer now? sure feels like summer here. dresses, ice cream and freckles.
so, what was the best thing that happened to you in may?
i assume it is much more satisfying to eat a fish that you caught yourself. to honor the fisherman (and the fish), i even ate a spoonful of it myself. and i haven’t eaten a piece of meat or fish in years. it tastes so potent somehow.
p.s what about you guys, are you vegetarians or all eaters?
(i am late but april happened)
i have started a project. project sourdough (first time i try it from scratch). it is like having a little baby that needs to be fed every morning, one cup of flour and one cup of lukewarm water. i am so hoping he will grow and become a happy starter.
and in my new home there’s an oven! which is probably my favorite material friend, after the camera of course. baking bread is so therapeutic, i have said so before….
so you are all invited to a loaf of fresh bread and a conversation.
3 favorite neighbors of all times+ 1 2 3 favorite tracks(click to listen)=6
oh it is moving quickly around here… quick in slowmotion. since saturday i am in a new, temporary home. i felt/feel like a gypsy, walking with boxes of plants and clothes, the handle of a frying pan sticking out through the opening of a bag. i will be back, hope you are all well, thank you so much for all the sweet comments!
day by day. hour by hour.
but that is not completely true since your mind is always that one day/hour ahead/behind. but you know what i mean right? every morning while meditating i am amazed of how much junk there is in my brain and then i become aware of the judgment, try to let go of both the junk and the judgment and well, i am not sure i succeed very often but i guess that is not the point. at least not for now. so what is the god damn point, i am not sure?
but then there are those little sweet moments like smiling girls on a balcony and a concentrated neck (she was reading a book) and sharing a bottle of merlot with a friend and finally getting to talk about those things that really matter to us. in the end of the day.
it is a rollercoaster trip, this life.
i would have liked to ask you how did you meet and for how long do you know each other and what do you do when its raining and are you each others best friends and who is more stubborn and when do you laugh and why do you cry and do you believe in destiny and what about monogamy and do you have children and how did you raise them and do you still make love and who is better at cooking and are you afraid of dying and what annoys you and what was your biggest challenge and your happiest moment and do you play any instrument and what is your biggest secret and your favorite color and do you regret anything and….?
all of this is happening in or close to my kitchen today. look how very exciting. red beets, screaming cats and pyramids of toilet paper. plus this morning on the way to make a cup of tea i stepped on a wasp.
those very concrete day to day and down to earth things which keep you anchored in reality.
do you remember the zebra? (look how many stripes i found in the netherlands)
my brain is trying to solve impossible equations while my heart says ‘fuck the mathematics’. which one of them will be the strongest in the end?
i didn’t sleep until today like planned. and today is a little eternity of time to fill and empty. i will take the camera and go for a walk. perhaps the only right thing to do. (adding to the list of right things to do would be having a beer followed by kisses and hugs. or the other way around)
