June in Amsterdam

Yes, red roses flutter on the walls of the houses lining the canals; tourists throng a few streets and leave the rest happily empty.
The weather continues to surprise; every day I can get a load of washing dried in the garden...
People wear shorts  and come home at the end of the day with rosy skins!
Time for chilled white wine and barb-a-qs.
David and I are preparing to return to Portugal.
I am praying the cold north wind will take a break!
Another take on light: this was the sky seen from my window as I flew back from Stavanger to Amsterdam, early evening...

Looking westwards...