When Anne Frank listened to its chimes (as she mentions in her diary from July 1942) during WWII, Westerkerk (“relatively young,” says one tourist site, having been completed only in 1631…) likely wouldn’t have lit its clock for reasons of fuel and electricity rationing, even if the clockface was wired to be lit, as it is now which you can easily see below and less easily above. This is my principle route in to work, right past the church and the Anne Frank Huis just after it, then the core canals, palace, and on. By this time of year it’s dark again for both the morning and the evening bike commute. Only two weeks apart and taken at almost precisely the same time, so you can readily see how much shorter the days are getting.
(so much world, so little time....) 
What beautiful shots!
I visited the Anne Frank house in the fall of 1969, and then again in 1998 when we were in Amsterdam for the Gay Games.
What a difference 30 years made! In 1969 it was still sort of “new” and by 1998 it was well established.
Thanks for sharing these beautiful pictures.
Peace.
October 21, 2024 at 15:46