ALL BLUE SKY,

invites us again to cycle and this day we went to Wateringen, all along the path we see the rich blossoms of the trees, all shades of colour from soft pink to crimson red.
At the farm there are born little goats this night and only one comes outside and stands barely on the feet, this one is a bit bigger than the others who keep inside. IWhen we arrived the peacock had the feathers up and I thought this a good opportuny to have practice again. One of the results is now the blip.
Later lunch at the balcony, almost to hot to sit there.
And who remembers still the lament of the grey days that did not seem to end at all. So till the first rain, at leat here in Holland, will fall, we cherish in the early summer.