I haven’t updated my blog in a while and if so, only irregularly. I might have mentioned some of the reasons somewhere but I don’t know. Which is funny, because usually I was always able to recall the most recent … Continue reading Just an Update
Kids love trains, at least I heard of several kids that do and I haven’t been any different when I was young. My grand cousin is no different either. I noticed this during our bicycle tours when we cycled over bridges with railways underneath as she pointed with the fingers at the coming trains and I stopped so that she can watch. Since then, we regularly take the bike to do that. Just recently, a neighbor mother inspired me with the idea to check the train station as she is doing it with her son. So, we went to the … Continue reading Watching Trains
As I might have said in some of my previous posts, my grand cousin is the foster child of my mother. But as I visit my mother quite often, I am basically involved too. I play with her often, I … Continue reading Young Artist at Work
Today I suggested to my mother that we eat together in the evening. I asked her if she would like to make a salad and I would go shopping for croquettes, salsa sauce, and mayonnaise. She agreed with the deal. … Continue reading Summer Evening on the Balcony
Here is just a snapshot I took with my phone. I did spend quite a bit of time with my mother the last days as we went through several VHS cassettes that our family recorded. Meanwhile, we ate chips with salsa. We’ve been sad when we found out that some cassettes didn’t work anymore but maybe we will find a solution to recover them. But others worked. The videos we watched were recorded in the ’80s and ’90s. We went through videos of weddings, holidays, and parties. Man, we had a good laugh because the `80s haircuts make our family … Continue reading VHS Cassettes, Chips and Salsa
I don’t eat a lot of meat anymore but that doesn’t mean that I became a vegetarian. I still eat meat but in moderation. But some days ago when I walked through the garden areas to photograph cats, it smelled … Continue reading Easter Barbecue
Diary of Dennis 