the wind cuts through you, it is that cold, but I am going to take a walk,
today I have an extra day off, really crazy to be able to walk extra, the dutch weather is notorious for its weather changes, it often predicts
a bit sunny, but it doesn’t hold its word, well then you suddenly have gusts of wind and thunderstorms, that’s why the average Dutchman has an umbrella in his car, just in case.
The sky looks good clear, little cumulus. In the distance I see my neighbor walking, she comes from the supermarket, she does not like to walk, I, on the other hand, does not like to do shopping, but does like to walk, by the way the shopping is done for me, the housekeeper is a loyal worker, been employed for years and she still likes the work, luckily, otherwise I will have to find a new housekeeper again, you will not find it o.n.l.i.n.e. yet, but I will still find it in the newspaper.
It is only at half past eleven noontime, but it is very dark, maybe the snow will come, you never can tell, so I am already putting on snow boots, even against the cold.
the movements in the water, I always walk along the waterfront where the algae grow and there is duckweed, long narrow waters with duckweed look nice, that green that moss green is also soft and beautiful green. I often use this green color for my paintings, a wide landscape with small flowers here and there.
Even if I say so myself, it looks cuddly, this painting!
In the meantime I have walked past the old school of Ferdie, the building is now under monument care
and it really looks well cared for. Originally called School Number One, it is on the main street, quite a busy point, nostalgic
moments come to the surface, gosh, the children were just 5 or 6 years old, now they have already become medical specialists, just like dad, and take hospital care every day with his colleagues.
Now I see the church tower of the neighborhood and I go to the neighborhood cafe to drink a nice cup of cappuccino
Oddly enough: it’s not raining, nor is it storming or snowing. Really nice that cup of Cappuccino, I also got some tasty Lindt. With hiking you will lose three hours quickly and it will be fun to do. Sniffing the fresh air outside, really great
I see a hare running away,
the blackbirds are singing in the trees, I have also seen the wren, haven’t I?
But the birds no longer come and go exactly according to the weather.
If the geese find it too cold, they fly directly to the south, to the south of France or to North Africa, yes the animals are smarter than we think. Now I am going home quickly. Till next time….!
Enjoy your weekend!
©Sylvia Frances Chan
Weekend Friday 6 March 2020
This is a translation of the poem
Een Kort Verhaaltje Over Eén Van Mijn Wandelingen….
by
Sylvia Frances Chan