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snippet and slice and birthday surprise

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cake 1 There’s an English proverb that says you can’t have your cake and eat it. Well, i tell you something: you can! You can have your cake, eat your heart out, stuff your face, have your fill, lick your plate and still not know what to do with the rest.

Normally, the best part of a cake is what you’re eating and tasting, this time the best part is not being involved in baking nor preparation. Some family and friends thought this birthday should be celebrated and -in hindsight- i gladly admit it was the best thing happening this year. candled cake

 To  keep this a snippet, i’ll better write point by point. Guests first:

1 American,

1 Czech,

2 Dutch,

1 French,

1 German,

5 Irish,

1 Spanish

This unexpected company filled my hut with all kinds of everything:  banners,   noise,   love,   champagne,   presents,   cakes,   laughter,   madness,   candles,   bunting,   hugs,   food,   balloons,   happiness,   surprises,   drink,   friendship,   jokes,   life,   cream,   nibbles,   wishes and stories.   many candles make one big light

All of this shared by each and everyone and when the day was over there was plenty left on my plate and on the kitchen worktop.

 

 

 

 

p.s. As you can see I proved the English language wrong. You can eat your cake and have it. Surprisingly it is here: for sharing, for a snippet, for a slice.

a sound snippet

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It’s been quiet in a most likeable place.

Most of the time hiding was the only thing left. Safely behind walls of greens. There are more greens than you could even imagine. They were here, even when i couldn’t see them. And now that i can, they are vanishing. Turning to other colours, likeable and dislikeable colours. Ending in no colour at all.

What’s left are sounds. Birds. Distant dogs. Hungry hens. And this:

my wind chime, inspired by Beethoven’s famous Opus 27 #2 “Moonlight Sonata”. it’s a brilliant 8-note 2 1/2 octave tubular chime in C# minor, which includes 8 tubular chimes: G#, C#, E, G#, C#, E, G#, C#
[one from jwstannard’s wind chime collection]

There’s a touch of wind in a most likeable place.

wednesday

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April 3rd, 2013

How strange. Exactly on this day, despite cold winds and pale blue skies, some sunshine peeks into a most likeable place.
No, no, not this virtual one here, the reallife one that exists in the realtime world.
It’s a most likeable place where robins fight over territories, where a  pair of pheasants found shelter to be ‘so happy together’, where wind shakes the willows and today hundreds of daffodils make faces at the sun.

So, what is one going to do with a day that used to be ‘different’ from other days in general and hence wants to be remembered?
Throw another log on the fire and add a few turf? Make one more pot of coffee and stare out of the window?
Pretend a few thoughts written here might do the trick to find the answer?
Well, maybe yes, maybe no.

Over the Easter-weekend i went for a wee walkabout between the willows. I spent some time sitting in the old red LaRoDef and burned a candle through the night. It seems doing simple things like that make a bit of the loneliness go away, albeit only for a couple of days.

If you could hear the chimes beside the hut and see the bamboo bending in the wind, right here and now, i think you’d agree.

I will go inside now, heap some logs on the fire and have one more coffee before i go.
Writing down some thoughts did give an answer. I know what i’m going to do with this day. In case you want to know, just ask.

tuintulpje p.s. besides the hundreds of daffodils, there’s a beautiful bunch of orange tulips in a vase inside and some tiny red ones on groundlevel outside….. have a nice day!