The river has a large heart, she just gives and gives. Her path determined, she runs her course, yet yields. Alongside her banks: bounties – trees, grass, shrubs, dragonflies. I watch rowboats, cycles, runners, skaters, an unruly kid way ahead of her guardian on a space scooter, her mischievous gurgling laughter infecting the air. I offer you a glimpse of this world beside the Amstel River, here I focus on some of birds I see: muscovy ducks, pigeons, robins, even emus.