Postcards from Bloemenmarkt

Bloemenmarkt

Before visiting Amsterdam, I asked

Marc

if he could suggest some places to visit whilst I was there. He truly went above and beyond, generously providing me with an extensive list of amazing spots, attractions and eateries!

One of the places that jumped out from the list immediately was

Bloemenmarkt

. Situated in along Singel, the floating flower market has a collection of stalls selling various flowers, bulbs and souvenirs. Everything about it sounded delightful, and as I turned the corner from Vijzelstraat onto Singel I couldn't believe my eyes.

Bloemenmarkt
Bloemenmarkt

For the most part, a lot of the stalls look fairly similar. Selling the same pieces and understandably ordered for convenience rather than to be visually appealing. The stall closest to Muntplein on the other hand was quite something to behold. All of the images in this post, with exception of those of the incredible cacti, are taken of the little features in this aforementioned stall. I couldn't help but take some snaps of the cacti though - it's almost as though you can hear them screaming "Instagram me"...

I have a couple of cactus plants, but nothing quite like those pictured below. Just look at the different textures and how vibrant the colours are. If only I could have got them in my case, eh?! I'll definitely be scouring the local garden centres next year in the hope to find some like these and make a start on my own pretty little terrarium!

Bloemenmarkt
Bloemenmarkt

I'm not in any way exaggerating when I say that every time I turned around, I saw something new. This stall was a complete feast for the eyes. The range of textures, colours, and products on show was really quite astonishing now I think about it. And as you can imagine, it smelt glorious too! Even though there were countless flower and greenery varieties to choose from, Amsterdam's most popular flower of course took pride of place. Available as various souvenirs, as well as in seed, bulb or plant form, there were endless options for Tulip fans!

I couldn't stop thinking about how much my Nan would have absolutely loved it here. She's a total green thumb and will take any opportunity to work in a garden. Nan also has a mind-blowing memory for flower names. Every Christmas she forgets that I don't have gravy with my roast, but if I ask her the name of any flower she'll not only provide the latin name but unleash a library's worth of facts. It's really quite astounding.

Bloemenmarkt
Bloemenmarkt

Whilst there was something to look at and appreciate in every direction, the biggest gem for me were the dried flowers that draped from the ceiling. In Devon this year, one of my cousin's friends commented on how they like to look up when outside and exploring. It really is quite staggering just how much you miss when being glued to the phone hands has become second nature.

I've been making a point of living in the moment and absorbing everything over this last year, which has often meant keeping my phone and camera tucked away. Standing admiring the rows upon rows of flowers reaching down to say hello was a lovely little reminder of that and just how far I have come.