Growing up a New Englander, I’ve been spoiled with some of the best foliage in the world. But, there’s something about the autumn in the Netherlands, particularly Amsterdam, that’s totally awe inspiring.
Italy was my first love affair.
You’ve probably heard that before, but it’s the truth. Cliche or not, Italy changed me forever.
Here we are again: another month, another seemingly endless camera-roll of photos. April was no exception to any of the months passed; infact, my photo obsession got worse. But that’s just because April was such a delight, and filled with so many blooms.
It’s been a long, dark, winter here in the Netherlands. Luckily it wasn’t all that cold, but those late sunrises and early sunsets sure take a toll.
Since mid-March the breeze has been warmer, and the grass a bit greener. First the crocuses popped up along the canals, then the daffodils sprouted beneath the trees. Soon the precious tulips will emerge from their bulbs; but until then we’re here enjoying the cherry blossoms.
The past few months have been stressful – but I’ve been able to stay (somewhat) sane with copious amounts of coffee, Spotify’s On-Fleek playlist, and photography.