@Nammu, I love stories like yours about the tulips. Spring has such lovely symbolism as well as sensory delights. Since it's been rather warm off and on where I am (in the 50s F a lot) we actually have tulip greens already coming up at our new property. White snowdrop flowers have even already started blooming here.

Today my husband and I finally took a hike to the top of the large hill that we see out the window, where we're currently staying. Attached, you can see both the view out our window from earlier this winter (snow) and the highest point on it, on which we stood today (no snow). The hill, roughly translated to "honey hill", is 417 meters (1368 feet) above sea level. Small, but proud.

I had a small emotional breakdown after dinner. I'm just so so impatient to get to a new life. Everything right now seems hard and unsatisfying. I've started to hate the place where we're temporarily living, even though it's not a bad place at all, as one can see in the photos. Food doesn't taste good, everything seems annoying and painful, I feel a sense of deprivation. I hope this all changes suddenly, when I can have my own things around me. I want to finally adopt a new pet, after almost three years since my loving macaw's passing. I want an herb garden again. I want to feel I'm in "our town" and the chance to meet people that we'll be around long enough to establish relationships with.