We traveled into our third country this weekend, making the 40km trip across the border and into Holland to visit with friends and meet their new baby.
I've come home smiling after time spent with good people and with my clothes smelling of woodsmoke ... a scent that surely takes me back home to New Zealand.
As for the flowers, well they were just there on a table out on the veranda ... my camera and I couldn't resist.
I left New Zealand mid-2003, bound for Istanbul and a new lif. After two years, a Belgian guy lured me into his world, deep in the heart of Europe. For a long time I was an in-process immigrant. One day we married. These days it's about photography, a little red wine and wandering ... and so the journey goes.
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