Birds of Amstel
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…
Renewing my faith
Currently having a dodgy relationship with my old faithful Canon PowerShot G11 after it failed to deliver on two important occasions. Today we took a walk towards Ouderkerk so that I could renew my faith. I am still skeptical, cynical. Let’s see how things go.