I know that blooming acacia are not decorating the streets and buildings anymore, but I wanted to write this post a long time ago, and for some reason I never seemed to find the right moment for it. Now I miss their delicate flowers and the enchanting perfume which surrounded the house a few months ago… First the mauve one started to bloom, climbing on the walls and gently embracing the windows. Then, when their flowers had almost faded, the trees with white and pink flowers took their turn. I must admit that, in my ignorance, I thought acacia (the big trees, not the climbing plants) only had white flowers; I was so pleasantly surprised when I saw the pink ones! Now I know there are also yellow and orange-red acacia flowers and I can’t wait to find some to admire and capture in a thousand photos.
As Amsterdamian, I try to create a relationship with this mysterious city. I love it and can’t get enough of it. Everywhere I look, there’s something beautiful. I walk, I see, I take photos, I share. This is an invitation for you to join me in my journey through Amsterdam, to get to know together the life, the people, the streets and all the hidden corners.