In the spring and fall, on days when the weather is a very specific lowlands mix of damp, cool, and bright, Sjanneke and I will text-message each other: "Dutch Weather!"
Dutch Weather is when the sky is a kind of matte shade of white, the temperature hovers in the low 60s and the dampness of yesterday's rain or today's impending showers saturates all the trees and grass a brilliant Technicolor green. It's my favorite kind of weather, and not just because I love Holland and I'm reminded of those days spent traversing those canals and nights spent trying my best not to fall in those canals. It's also perfect weather for my favorite things: sipping too-hot coffee on the porch, reading books next to huge windows in cafes, riding my bike to everywhere, donning a scarf and sweater, cooking with the windows open.
Oh, shit. Look what I did. Now I'm scouring the web for internships in the Netherlands.
1 comment:
Thank you for posting so much. I was starting to get worried. And bored. Much better.
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