Monthly Archives: June 2012

There is a time to keep the status quo and there is a time to give in and try something new. It was probably my first major “ok, I reluctantly agree” moment since taking in Cecile – the Jack Russell (and look what happened there – she trashed all Reinout’s equipment and wires in stance defense against his brute force use of the house and antiques I had carefully nurtured for next generations. Karma, do I need to say more?). In any case, the past is the past and ever since reading Eckhart Tolle’s The Power of Now – I have left it for where it belongs – which is simply put: in the past. Read more

I love stillness. Fleeting moments of solitude, a humming car soon lost to the distance between us, the whispers of the only tree standing in our garden, the dull sound of a plane – I fantasize of it’s destination, exotic no doubt. Zanzibar perhaps, or Marrakesh. We long for what is most denied us – to me, that would be solitude. The luxury of a wireless word, of endless rows of books in a library waiting for my soul to devour them. Order – yes order, where my belongings are treated with love and respect, keeping them beautiful for a next generation.

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I’m suppose to be in my new office but instead I find myself in bed with a flu…or just a really bad cold (what is the definition anyways?). I won’t bore you with a long list of symptoms, but I’ve piled up a number of remedies consisting of nurofen, coffee, honey and tea and tissues galore. Sebastian and Reinout left just a moment earlier, and apart from the cleaning lady, I am all alone. The house is peaceful. Finally. Like it settles to its natural state and is happy to remain so for most of the day before being invaded once more. It creaks a little.

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So much to say, but how? So the wondrous lyrics of Scarborough Fair will have to stand in for sentences not written,  words less spoken.

Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme;
Remember me to one who lives there,
For once she was a true love of mine.
Tell her to make me a cambric shirt,
Parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme;
Without any seam or needlework,
Then she shall be a true lover of mine.
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We had a great evening at Restaurant ML in Haarlem. The only one (that I’m aware of) with a Michelin star in our city. Needless to say the dinner was heavenly. We had a sumptuous eight(!!) course dinner of small bite size delicacies with accompanied wine arrangement. I can warmly recommend, but book your table in time!

After a glass of wine at Viqh I made the attempt to drag Reinout salsa dancing (after all he’s had three lessons – I know hard to believe) which I thought was a rather brilliant idea. I ended up gyrating my behind against his stiff-as-a-tree-trunk body to the tones of Bachata and Reggaeton. Hmm…let’s just conclude we will have to put in a massive investment in dance lessons to see Reinout dancing to anything else that DJ Tiësto in the foreseeable future.

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Comes in the form of a pedicure an manicure at Kim Loan Nailstudio in Haarlem. It’s one of those small little luxuries that instantly adds brightness to body and soul. It’s also a 2 hour slot entirely reserved for me. The epitome of everyday luxury.