I wish it could be tulips… but we’ve still got a few more months to endure before then!
I knew that my return to ‘Free’ would be a harsh re-awakening, and sure enough, there were icicles inside. At least I had remembered to drain the water pump and empty the fresh water tanks to avoid rupturing them. With all the various systems anti-freezed up, for once there was nothing too much to deal with apart from having to expel the damp with ‘Harry’. ‘Bilbo’ could only look on with sympathy as if to say:
“I’d help you if I could, it’s just…….” Well you already know that story, huh?
And so as ever, I will try to breath hope and soul into everything, and I have to highlight the beauty of the ice crystals I found on the inside of the wheelhouse when I returned. It reminds me of being a small child in South Shields before central heating. Those old Catherine Cookson type houses were freezing and it took some warm-hearted Geordie humour to get through those winters. So what’s an Amsterdam freeze?
As in my favourite motto: ‘This too shall pass’, so Spring will come and my heart will leap with the thought of further voyages. But for now, it has to be experiencing the cruel beauty of this time of the year and being thankful to breath the air of freedom.
However, all has not been plain sailing. I had to say goodbye to my faithful ipad, Polly. I foolishly left her in a phone booth in one of the bellhuis kiosks. Of course I returned frantically five minutes later… gone. Ah well, such is life, and Amsterdam is no different from any other city. One moment’s absent mindedness is all it takes. I suppose it all boils down to that famous old Zen saying… “Shit happens!” And it certainly did this time!
So here from Amsterdam I wish you all blessings and warmth… But don’t forget to enjoy, respect and marvel at the beautiful harshness of the winter. Don’t let this opportunity pass in hoping for the return of the sun. Let it all be, for it is all wonderful.