The mystery of a flower.

Just a small basket, is n't it nice.

I bought this beauty on a collectors-market,I was lucky to find one.

The golden hearts of our 4 grandchildren

In this small wallhanging the four hearts are all the same, but on the other side all with a different.
So I call this "The golden hearts of our 4 grandchildren".

The live of a tulip

Here they are ready to send them to the buyer while they where blooming they are sold. This are white tulips and a special sort.

Nico is counting the bulbs by hand this time, five bulbs is counted as 1 he needs 500 so he counts till 100.

A bag for my knittingwork made of ties.

Our summerblanket . detail.

The story of the tulip.

Now the bulbs are dried an ready to clean.



The bulbs in packingcases

After sorting out the soil etc.

Nico and Marion cleaning the
bulbs, all by hand.If your

compagnie is great or small

this must be done by hand.

Dirty bulbs.

Marion busy with cleaning the bulbs, you see the big ones and the new ones.
Is the cat a great help ?

The clean bulbs are sorted out .

The bulbs are clean. and sorted out.

Before trade Nico has to count them, sometimes with a couting machine or by hand.

The big bulbs are for export.

The small ones are for the next year.

Also there is a great deal for blooming in the hothouse of Nico just for the flowers as we buy them for in our vazes.

the story of the tulip

The tulips a few weeks after blooming ready for the digging

The machine to dig up the tulip-bulbs.

The empty field after the digging

The bulbs are "home". Nico and his wife Marion runs this company with the two of them. There is no successor so they managed this small trade on there own. But it can give you a good sight what happen with the bulbs.

Here you see the paper-cutting I made today. 6 inches/ 8 inches.

I have a tea-towel with that kind of pattern so it gave me the idea to make such a paper-cutting. I think the result is nice but completely different from that tea-towel.

that's the difference between fabric and paper.

I hope to sell this one next week when I join a kind of market.

No it is not sold.