I cannot believe that it has been an entire year since I embarked on one of the most special and amazing adventures that I have been on (yet). It seems like it was only yesterday but it also seems like it was more like 100 years ago. Anticipating the trip, I was dreaming of Belgium and I was highly prepared to have my heart stolen by the little country, but just like usual, things don't always seem to go as we plan them in our minds. Now, don't get me wrong here...I adored Belgium, it was entirely too cute for words...I just never realized the strength of the pull that the Netherlands would have on my heart. I really should have known, because ever since I studied those first few Dutch paintings, I was hooked. Maybe it was because many of these Dutch painters that I admire worked out of Belgium that had me off kilter. Either way, the cities of the Netherlands latched onto my heart and soul and they have yet to loosen their grasp!
I've just been reading about a couple of my favorite painters on this beautiful Saturday morning, and it's caused my heart to long to go back. To explore ever little town and hamlet. Every beautiful gothic and baroque cathedral. Every canal. Every cobblestone street. Every museum and gallery. I just must return. I loved it too much. And hopefully one day I will have a reason or an opportunity to do so. I can only hope and pray for this, for now.
Until then....I can only dream, and read about, and long for it.
ALS IK KAN
laurenthevampireslayer dreaming away...
