Same island, different angles and times of year: above, seen from my apartment around the summer solstice at 22:04; below, seen from the far side at ground level, 10 October at 18:34.
After that week I spent working-remote from Heusden in early July, I biked (as the good, wannabe-more-Dutch person that I am) with my luggage in the front basket on back to Den Bosch for a lovely lunch w/the friend who’d initiated that whole house-swap thingy then the bike-on-train back to A’dam. This pair of what I believe to be white storks was hunting food in the fields between our bike path and the Maas / Meuse, so I photographed them a few different times as they and I were moving the same eastward direction.
This “Signs of the City” series began as a way to get me out the door in the highly urban environment of Dhaka: one thing I could count on finding any time I walked out the door was at least a commercial sign or flier, so I made it my goal to get out each day and photograph a sign or two, even when the heat was oppressive or the traffic unusually heavy and loud. During last month’s return to Bangladesh, after the unexpected departure of the PM (on August 5, for anyone who looks closely enough at the gallery below to wonder why the “36th July” painting), I saw lots of new graffiti and more color in both Cox & Dhaka than I’d seen in past visits. All the images in this post come from a wall around some large compound not far from the office.
My friend and frequent reader Jean admitted, when I resumed daily posting in late March, that she’d enjoyed the “photo vacation” after what she described as my “frantic (and beautiful) postings from 2023.” So this year I started early with the multi-photo posts and hope to continue using up more photos. As long as at least a few of you view and enjoy these, then I’m happy. I’ve built up quite a few on lovely long walks around my local lake – another friend and I have agreed that having a local lake is an excellent thing for one’s health both physical and mental. Definitely so in my own case, when it beckons after a work-from-home day of onscreen meetings at this time of year when the days end ever earlier. I’m making the most of the later onset this year than last of the season of endless rain to stock up fun photos to share in the months ahead. For now – various entrances from summer walks.
Queen Emma, one has learned, was quite popular in the late 1800’s. She’s also the great-great grandmother of NL’s current head of state, who is himself the first male head of state since Emma’s regency, which lasted from 1890 during the final day’s of her husband King William’s life until 1898 when her daughter Queen Wilhelmina turned 18. In other words, heads of state in NL were women from 1890 to 2013. When I compare NL to plenty of other countries I’ve lived or worked in, I conclude this may well have been quite a good thing indeed.