You must have guessed by now that I spent the afternoon in Leeuwarden.
The dominating sight of Leeuwarden is the tower that Bonnema built. Bonnema designed more than just this tower but it’s an impressive one, this one. At some point slabs of concrete fell down from the topfloor but we’re not counting that as anything but an accident.
I am sure the Buddha knows that every state is the special state. Bliss, misery, eating a pineapple with the juice dripping down your shirt, in love, afraid, angry, happy, sad.
A painting a day keeps the doctor away. Or Doc Martin away. Maybe.
Un cielo nuvoloso drammatico.
It’s eight thirty and I am standing on the balcony. This is what I see.
The sleepy bridge is the literal translation of Slaperstil. It has been a while since I last uploaded a picture of Slaperstil. But here is another one now.