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Monthly Archives: March 2016
(play) Happy-go-lightly tune from a game. My son played it on end driving to France. We know it so well now, we ‘sing’ it in the car without the music playing.
Trying to make up my mind about Milan. The trip is booked, but can I find the time to go? What’s out there again? Last year I took a lot of pictures. A selection. Last year I visited this exquisite … Continue reading
Yesterday we drove off to Kinderdijk, the postcard pretty area in the heart of Holland with 19 windmills we heard much about but actually had never seen. We set off early as we meant to beat the crowd, at is a very popular … Continue reading
On the tree across the canal I noticed a touch of green. The willow is awakening, wearing a veil of first green, ever so slightly. This color I found in a painter’s water color almanac, made by hand back in … Continue reading
Maybe it’s the death of Johan Cruijff reminding me of these painted images of the after life, or that’s what I think the paintings express. Almost travel-agency-like. I took these pictures in Milan last year.
I updated the 2015 page and I am pleased. The blog starts to work like a visual diary.
I collect stuff, maybe too much, and one of the tricks to declutter the space is to hang it on the walls, creating little stories.