Tag: bambi
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Bruegel and my Son
My son age 11 took a picture of the school playground covered in snow To send to his classmate who has recently moved to South Korea He said there was no him, no longer in that playground The image reminded me of Bruegel’s winter scenes So I told him about how Bruegel made everyday drudgery…
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Nagomi Spa in Hotel Okura Amsterdam
Today was day well-spent practicing zelf zorg or selfcare at the Nagomi Spa and health center. I had a relaxing shiatsu massage; my first. I discovered some muscles in my body that I didn’t even know existed. Points were made, and unmade, along with a long lecture on neck posture. Apparently, mine leaves much to…
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Slow cooked realisation
Last month I realised my son Age 11, is almost as tall as me His feet, now, bigger than mine his hands wrap around my fingers Once curled in the nook of my arm he did not even reach in length from my wrist to elbow Now as his long body leans by my side…
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Cherry Blossoms in Amsterdamse Bos
Bambi (resident 10yo) and I put on our walking shoes, strapped on our backpacks, grabbed our picnic lunch, and headed off to see the Cherry Blossoms at the Kersenbloesempark located in the forest or the Amsterdamse Bos. The trek from Amsterdam, via Metro and two bus changes, to the Amstelveen side of the Bos was confusing…
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One Morning in Comic Con Amsterdam – 2017 edition
For the much-deprived comic loving subculture events are rare, celebrations scarce, and options limited thus, when you have an entire event centred around the theme it was going to be one grand party, and we so wanted to be part of it. Bambi and I were super stoked, we had never been to Comic Con.…
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A frozen moment
Picture clicked in Amstel Park, last Sunday, when Bambi said, “Mama you must take a picture of these two.” A nod to you Mr. Mo Willems.
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Miffy at 60
https://flic.kr/s/aHskaK1pD3 Pictures from our visit to the Miffy art installation at the Museumplein in Amsterdam.
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Tupperware boxes
They never come back like lost socks, hair-ties, countless ballpoint pens Tupperware boxes handed out after parties for that morning snack, extra mithai, tomorrow’s lunch Monday night jolted me Searing pain A little boy in ‘trash pack’ pyjamas “You be brave” “No, you be brave” “Do you think they will keep you here forever?” “I…