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The best in the category “stuff on the kitchen table”

In the “category stuff on the kitchen table”, this is a very special blog post. It is not often that your granddaughter shows her skills right in front of you on the table. For that reason alone it was a special day for me. The temperature of the ice cream was a new experience for
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‘t is haos weer dee tied van ‘t jaor …

Op een kolde winteraovond, as ‘t vrus as ‘t bast. Op de vievers en de bekk’n daor glimt ‘t ies as glas. Op de bulten van de Hummelse hei ligt een dik pak snee. Op de lösse plekken in het bos loopt sporen van een ree. Ies kan liehn, ies kan liehn, Mèrgen gaot wi-j
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These eyes will witness the world I’ll leave behind …

Especially now, in the year 2019, in which the Dutch politics (by becoming aware of a rapidly changing climate) reluctantly published the much-needed choices, these eyes for me have become a motivation to live environmentally conscious too. Of course, the measures are not nearly as effective as necessary. And of course, the plans are based
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Relive

I was curious how it works … Relive. So I tried it once during a commuting ride. Click on the picture for an impression.
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Colours of autumn

Walking the dog on the former work island of Neeltje Jans. I did my best to capture the colours of autumn and thought that it would be very difficult so close to the sea … But even though the difference with summer is less than with deciduous trees, it is also clearly different on the
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Reading
A good read … although I’ve only read the first chapters …. I realize what several forefathers must have gone through … and what I possibly have to go through …
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alternator broken in the Ardennes

We just wanted to see the splendour of the deciduous trees in autumn attire and went to the Ardennes for a few days. Unfortunately, the dynamo stopped when we wanted to go back home … Fortunately, we were helped by friendly people. Of course I made some pictures that reflect the atmosphere of our walk
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Gritmoaners
Last Sunday I travelled to Westdorpe, a small village in Zeeuws-Vlaanderen, to visit a cosy blues cafe called ” ‘t Oude Raedhuis “. There would be a performance by the Gritmoaners! Of course, I took my camera with me, because “If I can’t take my camera … I won’t go!” It was organised by “www.polderblues.com”
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The end of the Sintering Plant …
the demolition machines only reach a height of 22 meters, and in this way the factory is quickly lower … Some people applauded, while I felt sad … as if a parental home had been destroyed
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babysitting by grandma and grandpa

I admit immediately: Grandma did all the important things! And Hitch and took care of the entertainment …




