THE VOLUNTARY FIRE BRIGADE

held exercises on the river Weser, in a boat. They mainly learned to steer the boat. Piet Hein and I just came along after we had walked through the town, looking for some blipopportunities. With pink blossom perhaps, looks so great against the white houses.
But the blossom and the houses will be there tomorrow too, so the two fire women, waiting for their turn, becomes my picture.
It was a nice day to be outside, not too cool, but certainly not very bright too.
An hour ago it started to rain heavily, it has stopped now. The trees and the plants will freshen up.

My haiku:

Inhale the fresh air
Full of blossoming scents
Breath of new hope

I learned in the Basho book that societies of poets came together in a certain time,
at a certain place and had to write one hundred haikus in one day. It makes me smile imagining the sight of it.

The proverb:

To go through fire and water.

circa 825 in Vesp. Psalter, lxv(i)