Our time at the Keukenhof has come to a close.
We have enjoyed sunshine and ducked showers and I was pleased that I remembered to ask Himself to go back and fetch a blanket at the last minute before we left because my Mother in Law, sitting still in the wheelchair was feeling the cold.
She was delighted to have a day out, at ninety-two years of age she often thinks she is too tired or can’t manage an outing, but Himself and I know that if we refuse to accept the minor worries and excuses she inevitably brings up against going and actually get her out and about, she feels energised and invigorated afterwards.
In fact a trip like this keeps will be enthusiastically recounted to friends in person or on the telephone for some time afterwards and it gives us a chance to share time together that is more than just cups of tea in her or our living rooms.
I’m not certain why, but whenever Himself (and it is him who does the bulk of the visiting) goes to do her shopping or just spend time with his mother at her place, it’s as if to her these visits don’t really count: they are just taken as part of the usual routine, blending into life like wallpaper. Since the staircases involved make visits more difficult for me, my main contribution is to supply meals for my Mother in Law. On a day when I feel like I can manage, I can sit on the couch and peel veggies, do a bulk cook in large pots or oven dishes and pack them all up ready for her freezer.
It’s therefore quite nice for her and I to spend time together like this, and since I also don’t get out of the house too often these days I find it really refreshing.The Keukenhof gives us all a special day out, the colours brighten our day and even the passing showers can not put a damper on that. The stripes of colour are bold and beautiful, they create impact and hopefully leaves an as lasting impression on you as they did for me.