Just look at her bloom!
Our little apple tree is once again bursting with delicate white flowers — a promise of sweet, crisp apples to come. It always amazes me how much beauty and abundance one small tree can offer, especially right here in the heart of a city garden.

Even in an urban backyard in the Randstad, it’s absolutely possible to grow your own organic fruit. A little care, a little patience, and nature does the rest.

April in the garden is full of anticipation. Everything’s waking up — the bees are busy (you can just spot the hive in the background!), the soil is soft, and the light feels a little warmer each day.

I’m already dreaming of those first bites of sun-warmed apples come late summer. But for now, I’m simply enjoying the blossoms. Fragile. Fleeting. And full of life.

Meanwhile indoors::

🧵 Siem, My Little Shadow

Wherever I go, she follows.
And wherever I settle — at the sewing table, by the clay, in the garden — Siem finds a spot close by, usually right in the action.

Here she is, mid-inspection of my sewing supplies. That look? Equal parts judgment and devotion. She’s not entirely sure why I’m fussing with fabric when I could be scratching under her chin, but she stays. Always close. Always watching.

She’s my 10 year-young cat, my silent companion, my little shadow with sharp blue eyes and a heart that beats softly next to mine.

No matter what I’m making, it feels a little more complete with Siem by my side.