On a hot and sunny day, we drove from Antwerp to Amsterdam. Two of my favorite A's and two of my favorite cities and this for several reasons. First and foremost, there is a fantastic and energetic vibe in Amsterdam. Everything seems to be moving...
The days are long and hot and we haven't seen rain since the midsummer party. The earth smells dry. During the day we hide in the shadows but both the mornings and evenings are spent by the refreshing lakes. Despite every day feeling a bit like...
[caption id="attachment_11212" align="alignnone" width="800"] When the engineer had a great idea but forgets one small details...
An almost empty beach, a burning sunset that slowly transformed into pastel-colored evening light, three enthusiastic dogs who give it all and the salty water on bare feet ...
After some fun and busy weeks in Belgium, we traveled back to Sweden. Back to the blue lakes and endless forest. Back to silence and freedom. For Lizzie, this was her first big road trip but you wouldn't tell. She was so calm the whole time....
So many first-times, so much to explore. And yet so many future adventures we don't know of yet :-) Mogwai shows Lizzie how to fetch that wobbling bath duck from the pool: Not sharp, but a moment I'm glad it's captured in some way as...
One week ago, I couldn't imagine sitting here at my computer, writing a new blog post while Ravasz is sleeping at my feet. Many thoughts rushed through my head in dispear as Ravasz seemed sick on Wednesday morning. He didn't want to eat, didn't want...
I love the outdoors, being surrounded by nature and the curious sounds of the wild. Both icy lakes or streaming rivers will get me out exploring. But once in a while, we head to the city to get our dose of urban inspiration and socialisation...
Drip, drip, drip. From small lakes to mini-streams, the thick layer of snow transforms into a liquid form which you can hear everywhere. The former snowflakes are on their way back to the melting lakes and the high clouds that slowly fly by. The earth...
Exactely one year ago we were standing at the same spot by the finish line of the Vasaloppet (the amateur version), looking at all those tired but happy glowing faces. People of all ages reaching the finish and being greeted by friends and family. It's...