A walk around the country

Last Sunday was a beautiful day. I woke up late from a late night up and decided to go for a little walk in the countryside to get some fresh oxygen and Vitamin D.
I didn't go very far, but that was not my objective. When I go for a Miksang walk I don't need to go very far, because there is so much to see with every step I take.

The first thing I saw was this amazing blue sky with thready clouds: it seemed the wind had torn the clouds to shreds.

Cattle were indoors, fences stood idle.

We had our first night frost, and that was still visible in places where the sun hadn't shown its rays.

I passed a place where it's always muddy, according to my friend H. there is a natural well on this spot.

And, winter or not, I saw these amazingly bright red and white berries. I'm sure the birds love them in this cold season!

Colours from the countryside

You probably think: "What do these two pictures have in common?"

Well, nothing really, except there were taken 5 minutes away from each other.

The photo above was taken on the sidewalk in front of a small town florist. I can't tell you what the orange stuff is, but it looked fascinating to me. It enhances the texture of the bricks.

The second picture was taken from the car park, just a few streets away from the florist. As I got ready to get in the car, I spotted the trees in two colours in front of an ominous background. It looked like it could rain any minute. And then it did.

Dutch countryside

 This afternoon, my friend H. and I went to the countryside. We witnessed  cows beings released from the stable. They were bucking and jumping in the meadow, happy to be outside again after a long winter. The picture above was taken when the cows had settled down.

The younger ones have to wait a little longer before they can join the older cows.

The farmer had blue stacks of bales filled with hay, food storage for next winter.

After that, we went to the local windmill to buy some wheat flour. It's one of the few old windmills that is still operating.

Dutch clogs.

Shadow in the grass of the wheel that controls the direction of the sails.

A pasture full of dandelions.