#145 Fogy Morning By Stadpark Sittard

As a kid, January was my favourite month of the year because of the snow we used to get in Karviná — deep, heavy powder that made every day feel like pure fun. Build bunkers. Build snowmen. Build slides and…

As a kid, January was my favourite month of the year because of the snow we used to get in Karviná — deep, heavy powder that made every day feel like pure fun. Build bunkers. Build snowmen. Build slides and…

Morning shot from Sanderbout, Sittard A bridge crossing over the railway tracks.

The sky is on fire, but everything else is still. Empty paths. Light reflecting off the windows. People already at work. Already deep into their 9–5s. And I’m here… Grateful for this moment. Grateful that I’m able to stand here,…

There are days when I don’t feel like doing anything. But then I push myself — and about 97% of the time, I’m glad I dragged my butt off the couch and went out for a ride. This time it…

Out mountain biking in Geleen. Perfect time to hit the trails. I’ve been neglecting it for a while, so it felt good to finally grab the bike and go for a ride.