Actually, this is the tail-end of our Christmas-market vacation at the beginning of December, when we went to Maastricht, Aachen (Germany), and the Rolduc Abbey.
We left the house on Friday, 8 December, with snow beginning to fall here in Gorinchem, NL. All I could think of was "OH NO! We're going to miss the snow!" Wrong. We had it while on our mini-trip south and then on our way back home, Monday, 11 December.
The further north we drove, on our way home, the more it snowed. And without blinking an eye, we both decided to forget everything, once home (shortly after lunch), and drive out to the nearby Lingebos "artificial" forest in Vuren.
We wanted to WALK IN THE SNOW!
And when Astrid found out that her son Jeroen was let out of work early, because of the snow storm, she invited him and DIL Eva to come join us, if they could. And they did!
We met up at the entrance of our walk, near where we parked.
It was snowing cats-n-dogs.
The Lingebos is a recreational park of 115 hectares (284 acres) "built" in the late 1960s.
The last time we were there it was the autumn of 2015, at which time we both said,
"If it ever snows again, we HAVE to walk here in the snow!"
Promises made and promises kept!
The snow was wet and gloppy, sticking to the trees.
The blustery wind helped.
Can you tell how much fun we had?
Astrid (red) and I (blue) felt like colorful birds having a heyday.
(The umbrella was to protect the camera lens.)
And because they are special to us, I loved capturing Jeroen and Eva.
After all these years (8+), they are as crazy in love as we are, which we really enjoy seeing.
If ever anyone asks for an example of CARPE DIEM, this is it for us.
We totally seized the day and will hold the memory for years to come....
...until the next time it snows? We're holding our breath!
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And now another "seize the day" is on our doorstep: Brother Nelson, the oldest of the 8 kids in my family, arrives here on Sunday for a week's vacation. He wrote us on 22 December to say he had vacation days to use by the end of January or lose them. He turns 76 the day he arrives...and yes, he still works!
So I'll be absent from this blog next week while we fill up the days "entertaining" him. Did I mention that he lives in Holland, Michigan? It's about time he sees the real Holland, don't you think!
