Sundown dazzling day
Gold through my eyes
But my eyes turned within
Only see
Starless and bible black

Ice blue silver sky
Fades into grey
To a grey hope that oh years to be
Starless and bible black

Old friend charity
Cruel twisted smile
And the smile signals emptiness
For me
Starless and bible black

Later edit: Of course, there is no foreseeable connection between the lyrics and the photos. It’s just my soundtrack for editing.

Lucky are the ones with the southern exposure.

Jodenbreestraat no. 4, to visit our old pal, Rembrandt.

Past few days in Amsterdam were a feast for the eyes. Snow fell heavily, canals froze and the flying fauna was one of the most impacted ones.



Seagulls deprived of water in its liquid state

White-beaked bird cuddled up