We went early in the morning to watch birds but it turned out to be a morning of listening to birds. It was rather misty and we saw few birds. The notable exception being a crane (Grus grus) which is exciting because they are very rare here, and six Great Egrets a bit further down the road where the bridge crosses the stream.
On a misty morning, early, the horses were galloping in the field. Triggering each other they went from one side of the field to the other.
New bench for the new vista in the Onlanden.
Holy comes as holy goes. I have once entered this church. Must have come out too, I guess.
It must be the death-masque of a court-lady. Or something else entirely.
View west on the last day of 2012.
View east towards the city of Groningen on the last day of 2012 around dusk. I couldn’t resist driving back from Roden to pay a small visit to my favourite spot near home.
My father had arranged these apples on the table in the garden. I just took the picture.
These are the days when it feels to me that summer could last forever.
I know you can hardly see it in this picture but, trust me, there were eleven storks circling on the thermals.