Saturday, June 16, 2012


People often ask me if I miss my country (the Netherlands, not Holland- but I will not start that discussion here). There is not really a yes or no answer to that question. I miss some things, and others not at all. I miss my family, but I am fine.  Over the years, I have come to understand that the country I left no longer exists. Gone is the era of the great health care system during which virtually everyone was insured and nobody would end up homeless or worse due to inability to pay for treatment. Also gone, for a large part, is the famous dutch tolerance- if I go by the news and reports from friends and family.

However, I am and forever will be Dutch. Who I am is where I come from, the whole story from birth to now, so I guess there are about sixteen years of American in me as well as two years of German.

The hibiscus  has started blooming in the backyard. It always reminds me of the Grapes of Wrath by Steinbeck. If you don't get this, you should read the book, it is brilliant and still relevant.

Other than some more lazy knitting and the crocheting of the basket I did not tackle any projects yet. R and I are enjoying our weekend with just this and that.

1 comment:

  1. Just some lazy knitting, eh? Makes me wonder what 'just this and that' means! Wait, don't tell me!