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Through the cold (12C) and the rain, I made my way via the number 24 tram to the Albert Cuypmarkt. As you get off the tram, it’s a fairly unassuming looking street.

It was a wonderful market. They seem to have a little bit of everything. There’s the organic food, beginning with the ever present cheese.

There were also stalls of every fruit and vegetable imaginable, and fish mongers.

There were sweets too. Poffertjes and Stroopwafels.

There were some delectable summer dresses which I would actually consider wearing!

Though with the weather the way it was, I wasn’t tempted to try them on right then and there!

And check out these gumboots with heels!

It was nice to see flowers in pots and growing, not just cut for vases from florists.

There really was a little bit of everything! (I want a blue one)

And of course, being Amsterdam, there were several bicycle stalls!

I can’t wait to start decorating and riding my bike!

I have so much fun wandering through the tightly packed floating flower market. Dense in population, produce, and kitschy touristy tripe. I get the same joy from it that I do when I go shopping for Christmas decorations.

So much blue and white pottery. And I haven’t even made it to Delft yet!

Then there’s the vaguely creepy staring eyed dolls in traditional dress.

Of course there’s tulips everywhere which weirds me out only because they are being sold as souvenirs. And of course, given where I’m from, I keep thinking, “but you’ll never get plant matter through the border!”

The orchids are spectacular, and I can’t tell you how much I want to try growing some!

And in living areas where space is at a premium, bonsai are the perfect answer.

I love this mainly because it’s so weird and a carnivore.

This wall just makes me want dozens of window boxes growing everything possible! Just think how much better my cooking will be when I have fresh herbs!

And finally, when you don’t actually have garden space to put ornaments in, they make them in pot size! *squees!* I’ll be getting a flamingo *nods*

Hope you all had a good ANZAC Day and remembered that we still have people out on the front lines. And I hope all our people out on the front lines are safe.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning,
We will remember them.

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