Truly it is now spring here in The Hague. These flowers are a gift from the dear owner of the house, Eduard, and come from the garden. We've had weeks of sunny, warm weather. April can be the nicest month in Holland and also the most deceptive. Our first year here, April was magnificent. It was just like this April, warm enough to sit outside at noon, and sunny day after day. It lulled us into a sense of false security, even comfort. What treachery! We were absolutely and completely betrayed in the months that followed. It was the summer that never came. It was a heat-on-in-August kind of summer; bone-chilling wind, rain and low-lying clouds. Then, winter came. To be honest it was hard to tell the difference. Well, except that it was darker. May this summer be different!
Truly it is now spring here in The Hague. These flowers are a gift from the dear owner of the house, Eduard, and come from the garden. We've had weeks of sunny, warm weather. April can be the nicest month in Holland and also the most deceptive. Our first year here, April was magnificent. It was just like this April, warm enough to sit outside at noon, and sunny day after day. It lulled us into a sense of false security, even comfort. What treachery! We were absolutely and completely betrayed in the months that followed. It was the summer that never came. It was a heat-on-in-August kind of summer; bone-chilling wind, rain and low-lying clouds. Then, winter came. To be honest it was hard to tell the difference. Well, except that it was darker. May this summer be different!
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