Biking the polders last week in Flanders was like visual poetry.
Rain trickling down my neck kept me from taking the photos I really wanted...
and meant I couldn't sketch as planned
but oh what fun anyway!
Old cathedrals...
windmills, canals and dikes...
Sheep grazing along the churchyard
and beef cattle along the canals...
All of it was so splendid.
If I live to a hundred, the stain of beauty I saw that day will remain.
Someone said that the world is like an enormous and ever-rich book
and those who do not travel read only a single chapter.
I am already dreaming of more travel.
Any advice?
Where have you been? What have you seen?
