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Riders in the storm (41)

So here’s another story about the Dutch and cycling. When there is a storm coming, you plan the national championship ‘tegenwindfietsen’, riding headwind. Because what is not to like about a championship which measures who has the strongest legs to go against a storm with gusts between 100 and 120 km/h on the standard Gazelle bike.

Funniest thing: storm Ciara became too strong mid-championship, so the Oosterscheldekering (part of the Delta works that keeps our feet dry) on which the event took place had to be closed. Nevertheless two winners were announced.

Even The New York Times was impressed.

Door |2020-02-10T13:30:50+02:0010 februari 2020|366, deze dag|0 Reacties

Flowers for art (39)

When I saw photos from Margriet Smulders yesterday, I immediately had to think of Peter’s work on repurposing the flowers he received. There is so much more you can do with flowers than stick them in a vase.

photograph by Margriet Smulders

The gallery owner present at Haute Photography told me that the process for creating such a floral wildlife is very complicated. Therefore she is only able to make six to eight new compositions per year. I can imagine it is more complicated than just throwing flowers in water. The picture I took is not representative of the photo’s vivid colour and delicate chaos, but it’s all I can afford.

Door |2020-02-08T16:46:21+02:008 februari 2020|366, deze dag, kunst|0 Reacties

We know so much. We know so little. (38)

Yesterday Daughter told me we cannot exist without water. It was a remark pretty much out of the blue and it baffled me. Where did such knowledge come from? Luckily the Man was there to explain: it was from a book written by our only Dutch astronaut André Kuipers. This particular information was in the book we lent from the library and apparently I hadn’t read it to Daughter before it was returned.

But there she sat, three and a half years old, confidently explaining how one could or couldn’t survive in space. During my mother’s childhood, it was all science fiction still.

And when I then think of all the things we still don’t know of the planet we live on I sometimes wonder how human beings were ever able to walk on the moon.

Door |2020-02-07T11:09:55+02:007 februari 2020|366, deze dag|0 Reacties

Bicycle, next steps (37)

Since two weeks, Daughter is practicing on her ‘new’ bike. Her dearest friend got a bigger one, so she is now the proud loaner of her friends’ first bike. Daughter knows really well how to balance on two wheels on her walking bike, so I hoped we could skip the sidewheels phase, but when Daughter says no, she really means no. She refused to touch the bike until I caved in and put on the side wheels. Ever since, she rides her bike as much as possible. Even at the end of the day after a tiring day in daycare she loves to ride her bike up and down the side walk in our street. And that’s also one of the biggest problems. There are many courtyards in our street from which cars can appear. Some hedges are so high they prevent cardrivers from seeing whether a pedestrian is approaching. So little humans on tiny bikes can be easily overlooked. Therefore we needed to get a long flag for Daughter’s bike, so the chances of her being overlooked decline.

As it’s a beautiful day today we decided to get her a safety flag at the bikeshop, about 2,5 kilometers from our home. Daughter was absolutely sure her legs were capable of going there AND back and thus she persuaded me to walk there while she was cycling.

On our way to the bike shop
Coffee break before heading home.
And off again, accessorised.
And the flag reaches above the hedges.
And of course, an Elsa-bell

She indeed cycled all the way by herself. 5,5 kilometers in total. It was a wonderful way to get my daily exercise.

Door |2020-02-06T16:22:50+02:006 februari 2020|366, deze dag|1 Reactie

Not content, yet (36)

“I feel content,” she said, “which surprises me. I didn’t expect to feel content. But I’ve done most of the things I set out to do in this life.”

Catherine’s words, as you described in your eulogy for her, came back to me last night, Peter. I was thinking how great it would be to be able to feel that at the end of life. I know for sure that if I would reach life’s exit right now, I couldn’t say that.

I have a fear for death. Always had, but ever since Daughter was born, this feeling grew stronger. I need to be around for a while to be a mom and see her grow into an adult. And besides that I have many things I still want to accomplish from a professional point of view. I’m not content yet.

Ten years ago such a thought might have paralized me. Not today. I don’t know how many days I’m allowed to live, therefore every day counts. As long as I keep doing what is important to me every day, I up the chance of having done most of the things I set out to do when my final day has come.

You see? Catherine keeps on teaching

Door |2020-02-05T10:59:52+02:005 februari 2020|366|1 Reactie
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