January, 2015 – looking back.

I spent summer 2014 outside, in my garden, which is a plot that had over 40 neglected trees on it. Had, yes,  – we chopped most of the trees as they were over 26 meters tall and it was becoming a dangerous situation, neighbors complaining and regular storm-damage. Yes, I am re-planting this spring.

Looking at all the wood, branches, piles and piles of it laying around, I wondered how something good could come from the devastating left-overs of what once was a beautiful, peaceful garden. A purpose for all the wood. Keep my fireplace going, sure – and I am hoping to sell some of it to cover expenses. During the work I found an abandoned kitten between the branches of a tree, the poor thing was only a few days old, and with the help of my daughter and foster mummy Dimphy (thank you, Marjolijn) it survived! Pip now lives in my house. So my little bush-cat is the first good thing that came from the garden.

Let me show you some pictures, taken during the summer of 2014.

The last day of my enchanted wood – garden.

My Lost Garden.

And here we go, first tree down.

Inspection! Biertje, my little dachshund.

With a little help from my dad

And chicken “Bitchy” (yep that’s her name)

Pip, September 15, 2014. 63 grams….

Pip in fostercare- TY Marjolein, Ron, Dimphy !!

enough photographs, although – how about this? Do you see what I see?

Ok, a bit closer: