[Pics are from a walk through a nearby swamp]
 
The second reason I cancelled the trip to Holland was an appointment with a physician I wanted to see because of my anxiety attacks and the (literally shitty, excuse moi) IBS manifestations. The physician I went to see is a normal doc, but specialized in homeopathy and TCM (traditional chinese medicine), so I hoped she could give me some advice on herbal medicine and usage, meridian massage and personal eating/cooking adaptations. She took her time, explaining the whole concept of TCM to me, then examined me and described the specific element fitting to me and its accompanied characteristics. But she had her reservations regarding the use of chinese roots/teas, as I would always have to order them from Germany and she wouldn't be able to see me once in a while to possibly adjust the diagnosis.
Therefore she suggested we'd better try homeopathy and she asked me if I'd like to come back the next day and be "the case" in a symposium for all kinds of physicians about homeopathy held that weekend. Of course I wanted!
So the next day I sat in front of 12 docs with large notebooks, telling them pretty much everything about my life (the holistic approach of homeopathic treatment demands that).....I was pretty exhausted afterwards, but very excited to be given this opportunity and I had a good feeling about being on the bettering path already. The group worked all weekend on my "case" and came up with a diagnosis and a cure with homeopathic globules, that I will have to start next week. I am hopeful.
 
Now I'm back home, in an explosion of colors and flowers and growth, which I can't show you, because my nephew dropped my camera and now it's gone for repair. Damn. The cobalt blue wild irisses are 1,20m, I assure you!
 
In less good news, Fenix, the blind cat, had another accident, and again he survived it, but three of my other cats, Anton, Ludvich and his mother are gone, so I fear for the worst.
Malakes* have placed poisoned bait outside the village for the overpopulation of foxes (it's forbidden, but you know how it goes...:( ), but I'm pretty sure that other assholes took the opportunity and placed some inside the village to get rid of some innocent cats strolling by.
I can't mourn for them as I don't know for sure if they're dead, but it's pretty likely. When I heard about Fenix being hit by a car, I asked the Cosmos** for help (being unable to do something myself from far away), not thinking that something would happen to my other cats. I am so sorry, my sweethearts.
 
Here's Anton, who always climbed the 'cat iron'.
 

 
And Ludvich, who was inseparable when I worked in the garden.
 

 
xxxxxx
 
 
*Malakas = wanker, motherfucker
**Cosmos = or whatever you want to fill in here: God, Gods, Spirit, Cosmic Energy etcpp.