Homesick for the Lowlands

From the car, Feb 2014

This is where I was born 'pulled out of the clay', they say, roughly translated. My little bro and sis were born in the part of the country where the water stands higher than the land; I came from the clay. I moved when I was 5 but the connection is there. Potato country, sugar beet country. Nothing fancy, but I know how it feels to have clay in between your toes.