I’m originally from Belgium, but don’t hold that against me. Jacques Brel was at his best when he described it in Le plat pays qui est le mien: “Avec un ciel si gris qu´il faut lui pardonner”
Early this year, my young niece left for New Zealand. I made her a small souvenir, so she would not forget her country of birth blessed by rain.
Olive wood and silver chain
