Chronicles Continued

dead I am not… for those of you who wondered if I’ve fallen off the face of the earth–should you happen to believe that the world is flat,–[spell check just offered ‘falling apart’ which is more accurate than flat]. As last I wrote, I continue to live, in Holland [the government is trying oh so hard to get everyone on the same page to say the Netherlands not Holland – good luck with that] and life continues to be so far so good. Since last I wrote, [I stopped writing because the over arching part of my life became too complicated to pretend the allure of the country was sufficiently captivating to drown out the over arch screeching] I have, through ‘hoop jumping, test taking and a terrific coincidence become a duel national. The advantage is that I can continue to stay here without having to conduct business and am afforded all the other rights of being a Dutch citizen.

The moment I spotted this strange peeler I knew it was for peeling white asparagus. Don’t know who figure out how to tackle the task, but this works perfectly and not really certain why.. Can you imagine the fat stalk of white asparagus between the two parts?

Starting again brings to the fore, all the glitches. There have been 4 posts did you receive them in your mail-box?

Thought this a clever adaptation. It’s a milk glass lamp shade that hung over the table in the former house. The owner preferred a metal one that I re-hung. Not wanting to abandon the shade I had been using, moved it along with the other items. One day I turned it upside down and put a tea light inside. Voila!

A passenger on a sailing vessel, out on the small sea, was stung by a wasp.

Highly allergic he was airlifted from the boat to the ‘wall’. Dead on Arrival.

This was the view from my ‘new window”. The Yellow bird’ is a rescue helicopter.

One surprise of the past months, was the need to find another place to call home. Without preamble, the landlord from whom I was renting, informed me she wanted her house off the rental market and within a short time frame. Her decision, without warning in an extremely tight rental market in a small city was a shock. It was six weeks of extreme stress to find a new home. This new home is right next door to the old address. It would appear that I just “stepped’ next door, but in fact it was a huge circle to come back to the place where I started.

Where I am now – Dutch door and all

Where I was – right next door.

This pretty much describes what happened between the last post of 29 March and today 1 November. But it’s all good. Still living happily in the City by the water. Happy with friends far and wide, neighbors and family. Will keep you informed as before on life in The Netherlands.

A guest – in dog form- is visiting. This entails walking the guest at least 3 times a day. A whole new set of friends await; people you otherwise never see, and the scenery is really lovely be it 6:00 am or 10:30 pm. Not my usual fare.

Where the local flag is flying in this picture, it has now been replaced with a Ukraine flag as a show of solidarity. A lovely sight to behold.