Everyone wants the rainbow.
No one wants to get wet…
I got soaked that day.
Not just a little… a lot.
Was it worth it?
Hell yeahhh!
Everyone wants the rainbow.
No one wants to get wet…
I got soaked that day.
Not just a little… a lot.
Was it worth it?
Hell yeahhh!
Since we met, you’ve driven me absolutely insane in the best way possible.
You make my life louder, funnier, messier, and sharper.
But don’t get your hopes up… sometimes you’re annoying too!
Still, I wouldn’t trade a single second of it.
You’ve got this energy that pulls me in every damn time… The way you talk, the way you move, the way you carry yourself… even after four years, it’s still something I’d find hard to live without.
You make me want to be better. Not in some cliché way, but in that quiet way where I catch myself caring more,
feeling more, fighting harder.
You’ve become this beautiful problem I never want to solve.
So yeah… happy birthday, my love.
You’ve got me on fire, and I hope it never stops burning.
Nature’s playground doesn’t need batteries, bright screens, or apps to tell you how to play.
Photograph from my early morning MTB ride. Headed out to Kollenberg for some flowy trails.
“Magic only shows up for the ones who do.”
I woke up early, walked to the beach, and watched a palm tree catch the rising sun.
Simple. Quiet. Perfect.
The world looks different in the morning
I drove out to the dyke in Pieterburen, just me, my camera, and a few dozen sheep fading in and out of the fog.
When the sun broke through, the whole landscape turned gold… and for a second, everything stood still.
I couldn’t be happier!
A few weeks ago, I took my mountain bike out for a quick ride, not expecting much.
The fog was heavy, growing thicker by the minute. Everything looked gray and lifeless until the sun broke through… and suddenly, everything turned gold.
The air, the trees, even the silence.
For a moment, it felt like I was exactly where I was supposed to be.
The smell of roasted pretzels, fried sausages, and beer-soaked clothes is now over.
The last firework fizzled. The crowd started to drift.
But for a few great days, Sittard felt like the center of the universe.
The grand finale of Oktoberfest in Sittard.
Fireworks lit the sky, the crowd roared, and the beer-soaked memories burned bright.
Sometimes happiness isn’t about doing more. It’s about sitting still, watching mist float over the water, and realizing…
…right now, nothing’s missing!
I could literally sit here the whole day and be the happiest man alive.
Watched my son reach for the ball the other day and it hit me.
Life’s the same way.
It throws chances at you. You either go for it… or let it drop.
There’s no replay. Just instinct and timing.
It’s wild how good it feels when you strip it all back — no Wi-Fi, no scrolling, no rush.
Just air, trees, and breath.
That’s self-care and your brain recharging at the same time.
Sometimes it’s the simplest things that hit the hardest.
Like catching sunrise from a mountaintop… watching the first light crawl over the horizon while everything around you stands still.
No noise. No phone. No Wi-Fi.
Just the smell of pine, cold air, and silence that feels like medicine.
It’s funny… the best sleep I’ve ever had wasn’t in a bed. It was in a tent — no signals, no screens, just earth beneath me and stars above.
We weren’t built to live in boxes or chase notifications.
We were meant to move, breathe, feel the dirt, climb for the view, and remember what being alive actually feels like.
This one’s from Col de Funtanella, south Corsica.
One of those mornings that remind you… less really is more.
Looks like an alien ship hovering over Oktoberfest in Sittard… but it’s not. Just a long exposure doing its magic.