At Meerenbosch with the previous generation

It was a special occasion for me and Annelie to entertain my parents and Annelie's mother at Meerenbosch for two days. As we helped the old people up the steps and the stairs with their walking sticks, stiff joints and shuffling gait, we realised that this might be the last time. I cooked a chicken and we watched the sun set over the lake as we listened to the birds going to sleep. It triggered many memories when we were much younger and life was different (and less complex).