Went to the woods today..!

Today was quite a good day! After taking the day off (meaning I kind of skipped class today) I put on my green wellies and trotted off to the woods together my beloved dog and shiny new camera. I kind of let my dog decide where we were going to go, which could have been really dumb but worked out perfectly. However I did made sure not to take any paths where the huge abundant of retired folk were having a stroll, in order to maximize the feeling of being alone. I felt like such a kid, imagining how all kinds of critters such as gnomes, fairies and nymphs would reside in trees and underneath ferns. The colors and light in the woods added to that enchantment; I loved the way some trees seemed almost silver against the bright blue sky, bright yellow leaves on the path, these incredible pink berries which would burst open to reveal the orange berry inside, bramble blossom, the amazing texture of moss and tiny toadstools popping up between the leaves. If I could have, I probably would have taken a picture of everything that tickled my fancy. Unfortunately my dog got a bit sick of me stopping every minute and started a tug of war with me while I tried to make a photograph, ending me up on my knees in the mud. Ah well, that could hardly dampen my spirits.

I think I’ll be doing this more often, even if it was just to be able to wear my wellies.

And then while hanging in front in the tv, my mom called me. She had found this cutie scowering in our neighbor’s front yard.

Then he went on his merry way.

Same Suburb Different Park

Stumbled upon this song via Coccinelle. Just like her I crave for my days to be like that..

Heroes is back...

Update: Appareantly I missed the first episode.. > < So now I have to go and be all illegal and download the first episode because (ofcourse) lots went down in that very episode and now I dont get it anymore.
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I actually did a happy dance after seeing the trailer on the BBC.

When we were young.

Me and my brother, taken in 1990.

I was going through my photo albums realising that if I did not have these pictures I would have forgotten manier thing. The dressups with a former best friend, the face of my late grand father, the doll that I took everywhere, getting dirty and not caring.
Photo's make me smile as well as cry. They are reminders of the past, the good and the bad. They show us who we once were and still are, somewhere, deep down.


p.s. Taking pictures of pictures isn't as easy as it seems.. Just in case you wondered about the not too great photoquality.

No gymclass hero.

Kitty Yoga
I started with power yoga classes yesterday evening, not because I’m that fond of exercise but because I will be taking off to (probably) Biarritz, France. Which is like a (touristy) surfers place, so lots of laying on the beach and definitely no surfing for me. Since I already tried that once in Indonesia and failed miserably. It started with learning about the currents in order not to drown, seeing as 5 people had already drowned that year, so that didn’t give me much confidence. Then there was the whole fiasco of having to get up on the board. I couldn’t even get up while practicing on land. Well to make a long story short, after finally being able to get up once I managed to fall on my ass in such a weird manner I sprained my ankle. Oh and it was on the third day of my holiday. But either way, laying on the beach or going surfing, I’ll have to wear a bikini. I know I’m constantly complaining about my figure, which I’m not really that unhappy with but a little tightening can’t hurt! So power yoga. I’m taking the class with a friend, which is good to make sure I actually keep going. The teacher told us it was not much “power” but more flow yoga, so it’s yoga but with the movements following each other up in a quicker pace. We started with a little meditating, which I loved. Then the warming up, which got me a little nervous already seeing as not all poses were that comfortable. And then the real work began, it started nice and the using the breathing for changing of positions worked nicely for me. Then came “downward facing dog”, which didn’t seem that hard but having to stand that way for a (what felt like really long) time it starts to burn like crazy. My arms and calves started to tremble like crazy and what did the teacher say? “Relax your face and remember to breath.” How on earth could I ever relax in this pose? My muscles are so not used to this kind of strain. Luckily other poses came, but every single time the darned downward facing dog came back and more painful each time. I kept thinking, no pain no gain! Some silently swearing did help as well. At the end we got our reward, some relaxing (on a way too thin rubber exercise mat) and meditating. Honestly, even though the aches I did enjoy it. And doing it with a friend was great fun as well! Having a good giggle about our sad physical state when seeing each other struggle not to fall over while trying to stay in a weird pose. Maybe some exercise isn’t that evil.

Must watch: Filth and Wisdom

Who would have thought Madonna could direct a seriously cool looking movie? I mean she is kind of cool, but mainly scary. Still I am so going to watch this movie!

"If you spend your whole life as a saint, eventually you will crave the opposite."
So true.
But still waiting for that to happen. But perhaps I'm not really supposed to wait. Hmm.. Interesting.. Not that I'm suddenly going to change my life or something, because thats just not what saints do, eh?

Oh. And awsome mustachio guy is Eugene Hutz, who played in one of my all-time favorite movies; Everything Is Illuminated. Very intense yet light story, amazing shots and great acting. It made me put Elijah Wood back on my good actors list.