The Pendrecht Mill, Barendrecht

'Barendrecht' = 'Bah-ren-drecht'.
The word 'drecht' is linguistically related to the English word 'dredge'.  Ever since people have lived in this little corner of the world, they've had to dig and dredge, as it was just one huge swamp -- Dordrecht... Zwijnendrecht ('zwijn' sounds like and means 'swine')... Barendrecht... Ossendrecht ('os' means 'ox')... Woensdrecht ('Woonsdrecht')...  but also Utrecht and Maastricht.  A 'drecht' is also a place where you can 'wade through', for instance a shallow creek or riverbed.  Okay, etymology lesson done for today.

The Pendrecht Mill is still off limits to the public, but the miller turned it a quarter to the left, so all I had to do was take the path across the canal in the polder and shoot it from there.  I didn't know that there was a path until I saw another photographer on it shooting the mill.  Didn't ask if he was a blipper, but I am careful about such things anyway.

There's an extra... one of the better profiles I've managed to shoot.

After the shooting spree, drove over to the dump and unloaded.  Back home, our next-door neighbour did us a favour by taking on more of our junk and bringing it to the local dump, and used his pass.  This is in thanks for all the times he's been allowed to use our backyard and also allowed to get rid of some of his metal junk through Son.  Son has a thriving business going, which suits us all just fine.  I'd left the house earlier so rush hour traffic hadn't yet begun when I drove back.

Started on week 6 of the Ageing MOOC.  It's the last week and there aren't that many lectures, so hopefully it will be done by tomorrow.

To all who've been leaving stars on my mills, a huge THANK YOU!
And in case you've ever wondered, they do not cause cancer.  ;D)))