When I came back this morning from the supermarket to buy the newspaper, gulls where sitting on, and flying over the harvested cornfields.
A white sea, a blue sky and a golden field....in front of our house.
Or as Maaike said today: the farmer is sowing gulls.
She and Louis came today by bus from Warffum.
It was emotional for me to share my feelings with them.
We have met a few times now, but I feel we know eachother already a long time.
I drove them back home in the afternoon and we passed:
Before arriving in Warffum.
Bram was very weak today.
Partly I think because of the very warm weather today.
Tonight I phoned up to Buurtzorg to ask if they could come over to check.
Bloodpressure a little too high, but dropped later.
Had a laugh.
And he felt a little better.
A glass of cold white wine outside.
Birgitta went to bed.
Bram a bit later.
I am sitting now alone outside.
Stars allover in the sky.
Silence has fallen over this place.
A gull is screaming.
Bram is snoring.
And I feel calm and writing this blog.