SILLY SATURDAY

No not the preening flamingo, who I met in the biggest pet shop in town.
I felt uncomfortable seeing ever more creatures hold in prison.
The flamingos (three of them) were new to me. I hardly ever go there, but my nephew had asked me about my photo of the tortoises that I had send him. That picture I had token in Leidschendam but I knew there were quite a few tortoises in the pet shop as well. And the shop is easier to cycle to.
In the morning Piet Hein and I had walked along the beach. The summer has gone, it seems however only for a couple of days.
And the sea water pleasant enough to dive in the waves.

When, I wonder, consider I myself silly? Having wishes that cannot be fulfilled? Saying words that I do not mean? Two situations will do for today.