It has rained and the street is wet. The harbour looks nice and clean.
Monday, August 29, 2011
Beautiful greens under a grey sky. I say it so often: the view is always great and always different.
Friday, August 26, 2011
Every night we get a different kind of sunset. Not that my XPeria manages to capture it to it's full extent but I am still amazed daily.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
It was still warm this evening as we dined al fresco in Niehove at Eisseshof. It was somewhat cloudy but not chilly. And then the sun broke through. Maybe it was because of the wedding in the church where the flock was singing psalms.
On the occasion of my last day at work, a picture of the wonderful atrium in Scheemda. I will definitely remember the sound of rain on the glass roof. As this was impressive, giving the feeling of being in a big storm.
This is, more precise: a misty picture of some houses on one side of the harbour.
Sunday, August 21, 2011
I always thought hay was packed in block-like packages, not in cylinders. Don't they roll off the carriage?
From Milwaukee mister fritz
Often dines me at the Ritz
Mister fritz invented schlitz and schlitz must pay
But I'm always true to you, darling, in my fashion
Yes, I'm always true to you, darling, in my way
Saturday, August 20, 2011
I guess this is where the farmers were cruising. Once upon a time. As the plaque says.
Friday, August 19, 2011
How many sunsets can one photograph? Yet, they are all different. I keep being amazed at the beauty of this phenomenon.
The conditions are such in this time of year that there are loads of balloons. I understand it is very expensive but also very exciting to make a balloon flight. Maybe next year for us?
Thursday, August 18, 2011
Good icecream from Australian. My favourite flavor: chocolatechip. Here with
banana and whipped cream. Not bad. And a good desert after a good meal with
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
On the other side of the house there was another big balloon. The first balloon had traveled fast and is there too on the right.
This has nothing to do with Holger Czukay's masterpiece. He only made masterpieces. Maybe still makes them.
This is the morningland, opposite of the eveningland. The morning holds promises. Where are we going today? I like mornings.
Monday, August 15, 2011
Saturday, August 13, 2011
This is the end of the Dutch part of the North Sea Coastpath, a trail that leads from Portugal to Poland. The part in Groningen is called Wad- en Wierdenpad.
Where once the mighty farmers ruled and so established an underclass that took to communism.
Friday, August 12, 2011
Thursday, August 11, 2011
not the season yet. Just that it's so grey and wet.
Wednesday, August 10, 2011
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Friday, August 5, 2011
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Not sixteen means everything, every age that is not sixteen. That could be
105, but also 13.
Beautiful spot where the Groninger Landschap foundation realised a holiday
home in a former farm. Sort of like the Landmark Trust in the UK.
Bicycling through the Koningslaagte it is impossible to understand that the
government is planning a road here.