New Year's Eve, well, mine for that matter. . The last hour before I officially belong to the so-called old farts. Retired, therefore old. Old? Oh yes, my body and mind definitely understands that, is flabbergasted, it creaks, squeaks, protests against too much cold and wetness and idem heat.
But somewhere in the chest beats a heart that laughs: still in love with my childhood sweetheart, whom I've known for 54 years, listen to the Velvet Underground, the Beatles, Pink Floyd, Melanie and Janis Joplin and all those other good artists of the 60-ies and 70-ies.
And wear hippy clothes in the colours of the rainbow, grey hair is not yet grey behaviour. Because some things in life never disappear. Never!
Tomorrow a new era begins. Love to all! See you later🥰

Megalodon(ald )

"The Megalodon is a gigantic predatory shark known for its enormous size. It possesses a large mouth with many serrated teeth which can easily rip through anything in its way. See pic below..

( Federal agency backs down from protecting rare whale that calves off Florida
The right whale needs our help to survive, but boaters don’t want to slow down.....)

What you give attention to, grows....
This applies to everything, both good and bad things.
So...

Wish you all a beautiful day! With love from me to you 🥰

Waterdruppel

Ik sterf waar ik geboren ben
in oneindigheid met velen
opgestegen en weer neergedaald

de reis van en naar
alle windstreken van de wereld
in onmetelijke dieptes en hoogten

alles heb ik doorstaan
orkanen overleefd net
als windstilte, ik bleef

door watervallen
alles meesleurend in
donderend geweld
stromende door woeste
rivieren en kabbelende beekjes

ik was het zachte lentebuitje
die de bloemen vroeg
boven de grond te komen

ik was ook de druppel
die symbolisch
de emmer deed overlopen
ik was de traan uit je ogen
van binnenuit ontstaan
herinneringen opgeslagen

ik ga door steen
laat mijn sporen achter
goede noch slechte
ik ben , eenvoudig, ik ben

ik sterf waar ik ontstond
het water is mijn wieg
het vuur brengt me
op grote hoogten
de wind vervoerde me
samen met velen
via de aarde en rivieren
weer terug naar huis
groots in nederigheid
druppel

Okay, so I crochet. Have made all sorts of things over time, given a lot away. Pulled out old projects and reused the yarn for new ones. Dutchy, a bit stingy I am sometimes too. But it sounds nicer to say that I like to recycle.
Some of the things I used to make:

Just for fun, as a kind of therapy and sometimes being asked by someone.

Enjoy your day! Hugs xxx

Just some pictures I made:

Language is fun.

And often hilarious, because of the mistakes people make with language.
Take the word WIP, for example. A wip in Dutch is both a seesaw and a very brief sexual act. But it is also an abbreviation of Work in Progress, of the latter of which I have many, crochet works.
And so there are countless words that either come out completely wrong, or are quite a laugh....
And I like cryptograms, the descriptions are often so much fun!
And I like poetry, short stories, oneliners ect... One doesn't need many words to say a lot..
Not speaking of the wrong headlines and advertising (signs)....😂
In short; I love language!

Good idea Petra!
I also notice a lot of posting about political issues. This makes sense, because there is so much going on in the world that is disturbing and even frightening.
But here too we can try to find some kind of balance. Life is (much) more than just politics and venting feelings of powerlessness and anger....
I like to participate in showing what is still beautiful, or sweet, or nice.
Thank you for your call in this Petra!

For you this poem I wrote a few years ago, it's a haiku. It says:
Look, a flying sheep
with glee in its head
It looks like spring

Enjoy your day to the most!

A view on the wall made me realise how fast we are traveling through space, even sitting on a chair...

I have a crystal in my livingroom, it just caught the sun. Little rainbows everywhere, sometimes I make a quick photo of it. I just made 3, watch the location of the rainbow within a few seconds!
The first:

2nd

3rd

Een al wat ouder artikel, maar dat er snel iets moet gebeuren in de wijken moge duidelijk zijn...

wur.nl/nl/nieuws/groen-in-de-w…

Once in a while, my mind is clear.. For I am a kind of witch, always busy with herbs and spices, but also with essential oils to make my own perfumes, yesterday I was mixing some sweet smelling oils, for the diffuser in my house... Looking for the right oils, I grapped one and guess: it was MUSK !!!!!
"Oh my", was my first thought, what to do with musk! I used it, but with a somewhat different intention; * cackles like a witch* , put some drops in the hot water of the essential oil vaporizer and enjoyed the sweet smell of Musk disappearing into thin air...

(Note: I love to solve cryptograms, In Dutch, musk is also musk, but shuffle the letters and make SKUM of it. And skum is a dialect for darkness,... Well,.let's burn some musk again.☺️.).

Enjoy your day 🥰🐈🧙‍♀️!

Have an inspirational day 😽