Last nite over a short conversation with a friend, he said he like our pic which was taken in the Carnisselande. That was the picture taken after our thesis submission, so no wonder everybody look so happy on that pic. I told him i grabbed it from a friend’s facebook album ๐Ÿ˜€ Yeah, yesterday after fulfilling my promises to some friends on writing, i had nothing else to do. The weather was so cold and i had this fever, so i’d rather stay at home, kept my body warm and went from one’s photo album to another photo album on facebook, recalling the memories. I found my picture standing on the thick snow covering the bicycle path in front of our apartment, only wearing a socks and slippers, pajamas trousers and a jumper, i believe that was around minus 11 degrees :-p But that happy feeling made the frozen snow feels like nothing ๐Ÿ˜€ I also found some funny pictures on potlucks we’ve held during that one year. So many potlucks, either to celebrate birthdays, the holidays or to celebrate the paper submissions ๐Ÿ˜€

early autumn in Maastricht, captured from my pocket camera

We really had such a great time, great friends and great pictures. I must say some friends are ย really good at capturing moments regardless what tools they used, either cellphone camera, pocket camera or that sophisticated DSLR. Yet, some made less use of their DSLR camera and produce blurry, a dunno which was the focal point and the main object on their frames haha ๐Ÿ˜€ Well, that’s true: it’s not the tool, but the resource who use it ๐Ÿ˜€

I like those pictures of autumn, spring and winter the most, for their particular color… Each season comes with its beauty and stories to remember.

The falling leaves and me, Woudestein 2010

The crisp autumn…

We started our one year journey when autumn was around the corner and ended that journey when autumn was greeting us for the second time. A big celebration on our graduation day was held at the Staadhuis, on the second day of the second autumn, continued with a cruise party along the Nieuw Maas river. As a farewell to the 4 seasons, as the farewell to that cold windy city, as the farewell to everybody. Final goodbye? I cant say ๐Ÿ™‚ Coz some of us are on their way to get back to that memorable city. It’s not goodbye untill the next hello ๐Ÿ™‚

The first autumn, 2010…

I recall it with an image of a girl who tried really hard to ride her bicycle. Yeah, i dunno how to ride a bicycle, not untill i was pushed to ride it on daily basis, from Weena to Woudestein. It’s so relieving to know that you’re surrounded by great friends so you can get over your own fear and finally brave enough to be on that bicycle path together with the Dutch who are genetically inherit the ability to ride their bicycle even with eyes closed and hands typing mobile messages ๐Ÿ™‚ I was guarded by very nice friends. They ย always let me to be in the middle of our bicycle row, some guided me in the front and others watched over me from my back haha ๐Ÿ˜€ There’s no more such soothing feeling than the feeling of carings ๐Ÿ™‚

Friendship and togetherness, a valuable one. That’s the first thing autumn taught me about!

Autumn in Kralingen

oliebollen and the falling leaf

Autumn, it’s time when you can still put on your colorfull cardigan and sneakers all around before winter urges you to put on thermal underwear, wear layers of thick clothes, the UGG winter boots (i wore le coq sportif boots anyway :-p)ย and black grey color dominate the crowds. Autumn was also the times when i hop off in Keizerstraat and ran to ย an olliebollen stall next to H&M or in front of Pathe..

The summer color i still kept in my bedroom on that early autumn

Autumn, the weather is getting colder, the nites are getting longer, the sun slowly dissapearing and home is six hours ahead than home far away from home. Autumn, it’s romantic but it’s also about letting go whatever happened and grew from spring to summer. See how the green leaves turn into red, yellow…wilt and then fall from the trees. No more spring color left nor the dandellion dust swept by the summer wind. Sad and melancholic it was, untill everything gets frozen by the cold winter. But then another life, another hope will grow from the deep earth.

Autumn is like a long pause to give ourselves enough time for reflections and for questioning ourselves. a long pause to give ourself enough time to go deep into ourselves. Autumn is a solitude we give ourselves from crowds we’ve created inside us, from changes that might take place, from things that remains still. A solitude that one needs to release the grief, a solitude that one needs ย to cherish the happiness. And finally, next, a courage to move on…

an afternoon autumn in front of Pathe with my besties

Life is a series of natural and spontaneous changes. Don’t resist them, that only creates sorrow. Let reality be reality. Let things flow naturally forward in whatever way they like (Lao-Tzu)

Wishing you all a magical autumn in your heart….