We saw friends in Arnhem yesterday, and ended up having dinner in a pancake restaurant, which was as lovely as the company.
We came home very late.
This morning, an Easter breakfast.
Son#1 is acting freaky.
He had trouble handling the new people yesterday, and today it continues.
I worry.
I have mindfullness, linocuts, the resulting Mount Fuji and philosophy on my mind, and little interest in interaction with, quite frankly, anyone.
Give me Port, sunshine and solitude, merci bien.
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