Last week I took some time off work and spent every day with another one of my friends. I am fortunate to have many friends which means that 5 days were far too little to cover all of them. On Wednesday I started my holiday day with Helga. And on Thursday I met Marja for lunch (more about Marja later in this post.)
A little while ago I went to the Bags and Purses Museum in Amsterdam with my stepdaughter Nicky. I have been to this museum about 4 or 5 times in the last two years. Every time I discover new beautiful bags because: a) there is so much to see, you cannot take it all in during one visit, b) they change some of the collection and c) they have temporary exhibitions. For this day of walking I chose my white sneakers and a red velvet jacket which I scored at a thrift shop (sometimes I get lucky). The jacket can be a bit dowdy or old-fashioned when you style it the wrong way. Fortunately I had Anja (Curly Traveller) to help me. Lots of little helpers keep me stylish 😆 . View Post
One Sunday late afternoon, Ron and I went to a nearby estate to walk our dog Charlie. She loves that park and I thought it would be a good photo opportunity. Because…. I was wearing the red sweater gained at the clothes swap during the 40+ Blogger meet-up. It used to be Ally’s who is a transgender and blogs as Shybiker. Ally picked my black pleated skirt with a coloured rim from the swap. I hope it was a fair trade as I really enjoy this sweater with its see-through hem. View Post
Many times I have “guided” you through Amsterdam, but my own little town is just as pretty, only smaller. Today I am showing you the market in Haarlem as there are a lot of beautiful historic buildings around the market square. On Saturday there is an actual market where you can buy the usual things like vegetables, cheese (very Dutch) and loads of flowers (also very Dutch). I am going out on a limb here in showing you so many photos and only one outfit. If you disapprove, please let me know. View Post
Same shopping tour, same clothes, different steps, different street, no scarf. Great to link the two posts about the Nine Streets by two similar photos. By accident fooks, this was not a deliberate strategy, not a plan.
As you have seen in my previous post about the Nine Streets I was with my friend Helena, who is a sweet and patient friend. Not minding the numerous times she had to wait until I was done photographing. View Post