We all form images in our minds of places we haven’t yet spent time in. I’ve decided that quite a few lovely photos from my most recent Iraq visit will fit best into my current “series” approach if I create this new “Mountains” series to give them shape. If I’d chosen to think about it much, I’d naturally have expected to find imposing, impressive, beautiful mountains up in northern Iraq, from which mountains after all come two of those great historic rivers, as tends to be the case with most great rivers of the world. But somehow, the last several decades have seemed to focus one’s mind on other aspects of Iraq than on these remarkable mountains. So here you 🙂
An early Saturday at the skate park in the North-Holland village of Uitgeest, where to my delight, the two youths using the bumps and jumps of the park were girls, not the usual gangs of teenage boys one’s come to expect :-).
Though this may look idyllically countryside-esque, I think we’re within the city limits of Amsterdam on the bike path along the Amstel; note the high-rise office buildings of (I believe) Bijlmer in the background behind the more-picturesque windmill.
And now a bit of a sunset view of the coastal lakes & ponds of Abidjan as the same airplane lined up for a landing at Félix Houphouët Boigny International Airport, about an hour’s flight due west of that last airport-landing set I showed you from Cotonou.
Some of Benin’s coastline, seen on the far side of what my map tells me is most likely Lake Nokoue, as our plane lined up for a mostly-cloudy dusk landing at Cotonou Cadjahoun International airport for a stopover during my flight from Brussels to Abidjan in late April.
We all form images in our minds of places we haven’t yet spent time in. I’ve decided that quite a few lovely photos from my most recent Iraq visit will fit best into my current “series” approach if I create this new “Mountains” series to give them shape. If I’d chosen to think about it much, I’d naturally have expected to find imposing, impressive, beautiful mountains up in northern Iraq, from which mountains after all come two of those great historic rivers, as tends to be the case with most great rivers of the world. But somehow, the last several decades have seemed to focus one’s mind on other aspects of Iraq than on these remarkable mountains. So here you 🙂
(so much world, so little time....) 