This week.5 in pictures

Easter Breakfast

Easter Breakfast at school last week.

I sent the kids out while I decorated the table. They weren't supposed to be looking, but they are just curious kids after all.

Even after a big breakfast some were still hungry it seems.

The Hague

My cousin Adriana came to visit us from Houston. Mom and I took her to The Hague. This was a cute little train ride by the beach in Scheveningen.

It was sunny, but still way too cold for a little Caribbean girl to jump in... and for some Dutchies as well. This is a sunny day!!!

The posh Hotel in Scheveningen.

Some nice sculptures by the sea.

Sculptures by Tom Otterness

Peace Palace.

Amsterdam

Tourists on a lovely Canal boat tour. Each week one car falls into the canals in Amsterdam.

Amsterdam Police warning all Pocket-pickers. Who knows what the bunny did.

Souvenir shop.

My cousin, the Easter Bunny, and mom.

Just had to take a picture :D

Then I got tired of walking.

Train: Amsterdam-Den Haag

Holland.... nice and flat.

...straight lines, even trees, keeping with the flat landschape.

This is around Lisse, where there is a beautiful tulip garden called Keukenhoff, which most Dutch people I know haven't been to.

I think these are daffodils?

I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed - and gazed - but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
- William Wordsworth (1770-1850)

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Angry Jimena! This is a little work project I'm doing. Some Autistic children I work with have a hard time reading facial expressions, which could put them in awkward social situations. I don't have a lot of resources and here in Holland it's not easy to find affordable material, so I'm making my own facial expressions book. I also ask people to send me their own facial expressions if they feel like it. It's all for a good cause folks!

Yesterday was a lovely day so we took the kids to a park. You can see that the tulips have started to bloom and it's making everything more colourful and warm.