daar zijn we weer....

bij bora bora, die zaterdag al open waren 

(in 1 dag opgebouwd!) 

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scheveningen 11:23

Jaaa....het voorjaar is begonnen...

straks de eerste koffie op het strand!

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adios casa buddha...

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cats in windows (12)

casa sol y vista (nog een stuk of 8 te gaan...en dan zijn daar nog de buitenkatten...)

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zeezicht

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cats in windows (11)

casa sol y vista

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lunch

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zicht op formentera

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santa eularia 13:28

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...parasol op ons terras

best warm dus, dat we de parasol nodig hebben...

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citroenen op het plein

santa gertrudis
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amandelbomen op ibiza

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cats in windows (10)

 

twee katten,

overburen

zitten elkaar

te begluren

(en wat doen een goede belichting en het juiste gezichtspunt
toch veel voor je figuur, vindt u ook niet?)

amsterdam

an eternity

There is no dusk to be,
   There is no dawn that was,
Only there's now, and now,
   And the wind in the grass.

Days I remember of
   Now in my heart, are now;
Days that I dream will bloom
   White peach bough.

Dying shall never be
   Now in the windy grass;
Now under shooken leaves
   Death never was.

-Archibald MacLeish, 1917-

sneeuwbeelden

 

sneeuwstrand

gisteren, 15:58

16:25, even later doet de batterij het niet meer
ook de reserve is ineens leeg door de kou

in de duinen heel veel sneeuw, noorweegse taferelen...
(waar kan ik hier ski's huren?)

scheveningen 11:30

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uit de oude doos (2)

Deer Island Group, off the coast of Bamfield, Vancouver Island

looks almost tropical, doesn't it

later, while kayaking, we spotted a whale at just 20 m...

june 2002

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the year

What can be said in New Year rhymes,
That's not been said a thousand times?

The new years come, the old years go,
We know we dream, we dream we know.

We rise up laughing with the light,
We lie down weeping with the night.

We hug the world until it stings,
We curse it then and sigh for wings.

We live, we love, we woo, we wed,
We wreathe our brides, we sheet our dead.

We laugh, we weep, we hope, we fear,
And that's the burden of the year.

-Ella Wheeler Wilcox, 1910-

cats in windows (9)

scheveningen

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cats in windows (8)

dommelen

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fijne kerst

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merry christmas (I guess ;-)

from married to the sea

reluctance

Out through the fields and the woods
   And over the walls I have wended;
I have climbed the hills of view
   And looked at the world, and descended;
I have come by the highway home,
   And lo, it is ended.

The leaves are all dead on the ground,
   Save those that the oak is keeping
To ravel them one by one
   And let them go scraping and creeping
Out over the crusted snow,
   When others are sleeping.

And the dead leaves lie huddled and still,
   No longer blown hither and thither;
The last lone aster is gone;
   The flowers of the witch hazel wither;
The heart is still aching to seek,
   But the feet question 'Whither?'

Ah, when to the heart of man
   Was it ever less than a treason
To go with the drift of things,
   To yield with a grace to reason,
And bow and accept the end
   Of a love or a season?

-Robert Frost, 1913-

scheveningen 16:24

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on life (7)

Life In A River

In the rapid stream of life I prefer the eddies. Hanging around in circles, enjoying the view, listening to churchbells, meanwhile attracted to the centre, then going down. Looks like drowning, but I'm surfacing elsewhere. On to the nex eddy. It's an endless stream. What can you do? That's life.

-KHOP, 2012-

one of Fifty Easy Pieces 

(each containing exactly 50 words)

scheveningen, 15:59

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scheveningen, 15:57

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scheveningen 15:46

vrijdag 30 november

on life (6)

life is a series of

coincidences  inconsistensies
inconsequences  insights
perceptions  impressions
bewilderments  enchantments
acknowledgements  attentions
all given and taken

life is anagrammatically lief

cats in windows (7)

den haag, jan van naussaustraat
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wat liefde niet is

drenkelingenhuisje, vlieland

-Hannah van Wieringen, 2012 (?)-

(en dit is het 888e blog bericht)

heftige luchten

vanaf de waddendijk, vlieland 

we naderen de wal, harlingen 

(5 november 2012)

vlielandse luchten (3)

vorige week maandag, 7:49

noordoost - zuidwest

zegt een schelp...

vlieland 7.49

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vlielandse luchten (2)

things I see while standing at the sink

schitterend ochtendlicht,
de duinen zo groen
en de regenwolkenlucht zo blauw
een buizerd die langs vliegt,
deze ochtend heeft hij een oranje buik

goedenavond!

we hebben nu wel genoeg hout voor de rest van de week...

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goedemorgen!

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onderweg naar vlieland

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uit eten....

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characteristics of life

A fifth of animals without backbones could be at risk of extinction, say scientists.
-BBC Nature News

Ask me if I speak for the snail and I will tell you
I speak for the snail.
                          speak of underneathedness
and the welcome of mosses,
                                        of life that springs up,
little lives that pull back and wait for a moment.

I speak for the damselfly, water skeet, mollusk,
the caterpillar, the beetle, the spider, the ant.
                                                        I speak
from the time before spinelessness was frowned upon.

Ask me if I speak for the moon jelly. I will tell you
                        one thing today and another tomorrow
        and I will be as consistent as anything alive
on this earth.

              I move as the currents move, with the breezes.

What part of your nature drives you? You, in 

   your cubicle

ought to understand me. I filter and filter and filter 

   all day.

Ask me if I speak for the nautilus and I will be silent
as the nautilus shell on a shelf. I can be beautiful
and useless if that's all you know to ask of me.

Ask me what I know of longing and I will speak of 

   distances
        between meadows of night-blooming flowers.
                                                        I will speak
                        the impossible hope of the firefly.

                                                You with the candle
burning and only one chair at your table must 

   understand
        such wordless desire.

                         To say it is mindless is missing the point.

-2012,  Camille Dungy-

bedtime

The scientific name for the downward curve on the chart
is “I hate my brain.” -Will
doghouse

scheveningen 17:56

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turijnse lunch

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de achtertuin dit weekend

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colle della mologna grande, 2390 m

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bivak reboulaz, 2585 m

dat was donderdagochtend, de bron op de voorgrond doet t niet, want bevroren.... zeer luxe bivak met houtkachel die vooral kleine houtjes wilde...gelukkig kan Margo goed hakken....
Nu dus weer terug in de volgende vallei (Oyace), op n terrasje met n biertje...het leven is goed. De bivak van gisteren (Clermont, 2692 m) had nog zoveel voorraad van de Tor des Geants over, dat we pasta met uien/oregano/tomatensaus konden koken, inclusief bergen parmasaanse kaas en een rode wijn erbij, super. Goed geslapen, prachtige sterrenhemel.
Ciao!
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einde rustdag....

we denken, we eten ff snel wat op de camping....
6 antipasti (oa kaas, heerlijke rauwe ham, vitello tonato, gegrilde paprika), huisgemaakte ravioli (voor de tiramisu echt geen plaats meer), een espresso met deze bergkruidenlikeur (juniper?) later weten we weer dat even niet bestaat in Italië....
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op de camping

in ayas
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bivacco latelin, 3132 m

links grand paradiso, rechts mont blanc
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