After spending a month in Holland with my friend Hendrick and the artist mouse community of Noordmuishout I’m a bit sad to be leaving. Although an adventurous mouse by nature I have found the relaxing pace of life in the windmill most welcome.
Not that I haven’t been getting my fair share of exercise as the mill has lots of floors and lots of stairs. My exercise tracker blew up under the strain on day three so I’ll have to get Winston to try and recalibrate that when I get home. Well, I’m not actually sure if it was the stairs that caused the explosion or me getting my pajamas caught on the mill’s central shaft on my second evening, but I think it did have some trouble comprehending an eight-hour spin class.
Being a working mill you’re never that far from a fine layer of dusty flour, it’s a bit of a nuisance but does hold the advantage of working like a dry shampoo so I haven’t had much cause to wash during my stay. Hendrick’s younger siblings Diederik and Arabella manage to keep it to a minimum and are rarely seen without a broom or cloth in paw.
We’ve been to lots of art galleries and museums during my stay and Hendrick has been teaching me all about getting light into a composition which is something the Great Mouster painters were very good at. The gift shops over here are much the same as back home, cashing in on the buying a piece of history wherever possible, which I don’t really mind as all the profits go to keeping the galleries and museums open and the art safe. I’ve bought Millie a pair of pearl earrings, which I think she’ll love.
Hendrick’s forte is in the painting of Delft tiles so he’s been teaching me all about it. The advantage of delft ware is that you only use cobalt oxide which is a blue colour so you get to concentrate on your design without being distracted by having to make a decision on what colour to use next. I’ve become quite good at it, so much so that I even managed to sell a few of my tiles at the market. The rest I’m bringing home for Gertrude as she’s not happy with the oak paneled splash back she’s had installed in her new en suite and says that the area behind her basin requires something more water and toothpaste resistant.
Thinking about Gertrude there I’ve just had a pang of homesickness, it will be good to get back and see my friends at the Post Office Depot … I wonder what they’re all up to!
Will let you know when I get back.
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