and thank you for stopping by, taking an interest in my blog. I am the 'relentless hunter and gatherer of soothing beauty, great and small'
behind these pages, which for now means: here you find the stuff that makes me think, that inspires me, that I envy and am passionate about. I would love to see or read your views too, so feel free to comment!
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Every morning I cycle to a village south east of Amsterdam together with my son, on his way to school. It’s at a 40 minutes distance, and there’s a choice in roads back home. I love the stretch along Diemer … Continue reading
Always a good idea for a the day after (referring to my last post) : Keeping it simple, one flower only.
I updated the 2015 page and I am pleased. The blog starts to work like a visual diary.
A print I cut from an old table cloth that I once bought in Italy, from a stal at a local market. Every household has one. Maybe plain in Italy, beautiful over here. The Fabric Of Home on facebook
This is a bottle of washing-up liquid made from the plastic waste found in our canals. It’s done by Ecover, a special issue of the Ocean Plasic Bottle launched last year, taken to the next level: Amsterdam’s plastic waste. Together with their friends … Continue reading
Question: If you were to give a present to one of your relatives, and it had to be one of those framed quotes to decorate your wall, a) who would you chose and b) which quote would that be? … Continue reading
On our way to school yesterday morning. A Monday Morning. Not easy getting to this point, in time: The Franckendael Park close to school, and we’re all dressed, my son’s backpack packed and we’re on our bikes. Hallelujah, The Counterforce overcome, everything … Continue reading