

The Netherlands
Namaste from the low lands, this flat and watery land that is so familiar to me. Holland to me, means, the damp, mineral scent rising from the polders after the rain. It is the same exhale the land has been given in centuries. I call it “natte aarde” -wet earth. In November I can smell the faint, sweet rot of fallen chestnuts underfoot. Holland in November smells earthy. Nothing grounds me more than time with my family. To engage with them makes me so grateful. What does “hom



