Went for a sunny stroll near my house in central Amsterdam.
Caught the Rijksmuseum washed by sunlight, and spied a patch of canal bank where the night's snow still lingered.
And a low-angle view of the Rijksmuseum across thr Ruysdaelkade.
To the left is the Zuiderbad, the Swimming Baths of south Amsterdam. I used to to there with the children, around forty years ago. The Baths have been rejuvenated (!) and I'm planning to go swimming soon.
A very beautiful city, especially on a sunny day.
Travels with David on the boat Stroemhella, having left the Netherlands in June 2011 and reached the west coast of Italy in September. Previous travels include: UK, France, Germany, Poland, Spain, Italy, Iran, Dubai, USA, Canada (actually, born there!) and the Netherlands, now a citizen therof!!
Sunday, 20 January 2019
Friday, 18 January 2019
as time flows by
World revolving through mist and snow... in one small spot I imagine all the many others ...
Here some pix of here, for winter days:
The canals just round the corner from where I live, and the river where the free ferries ply daily, carrying passengers form the south bank where the Amsterdam Central Station stands, to the fast-growing north bank (where we shall keep Stroemhella this coming winter).
Here some pix of here, for winter days:
The canals just round the corner from where I live, and the river where the free ferries ply daily, carrying passengers form the south bank where the Amsterdam Central Station stands, to the fast-growing north bank (where we shall keep Stroemhella this coming winter).
Saturday, 12 January 2019
How we survive the intricacies of life...
I just read this remark by Joan Didion, and found it utterly appropriate:
In order to survive life, we tell ourselves stories.
And in my case, as much as possible (as my dear friend Simone says):
Tell the good stories.
And whatsoever things are lovely, think on these things...
Here is a beautiful photo taken by my nephew, Hezi, in/near the church of the Holy Sepulchre, in Jerusalem. It's the low angle of the camera, and of course the superb composition.
In order to survive life, we tell ourselves stories.
And in my case, as much as possible (as my dear friend Simone says):
Tell the good stories.
And whatsoever things are lovely, think on these things...
Here is a beautiful photo taken by my nephew, Hezi, in/near the church of the Holy Sepulchre, in Jerusalem. It's the low angle of the camera, and of course the superb composition.
Wednesday, 9 January 2019
Hello 2019
No time to pause ...
Too much to do in the house/s and essential talking with friends!
So my blogs are going to be very brief for a while.
Do read those from former years, most interesting.
David and I have a very full six months ahead, looking good.
I'll try to attach our letter for 2019.
Very best wishes to the world as the days turn by.
This was last year in Portugal, above the river Douro (winding through the gorge far below)
Too much to do in the house/s and essential talking with friends!
So my blogs are going to be very brief for a while.
Do read those from former years, most interesting.
David and I have a very full six months ahead, looking good.
I'll try to attach our letter for 2019.
Very best wishes to the world as the days turn by.
This was last year in Portugal, above the river Douro (winding through the gorge far below)
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