NASTURTIUM REVISITED

in dutch this flower is called Oostindische kers.
I cleared in the morning a part of the garden around the putto, hard work it was, because it was a bit of a jungle. And I put the bulbs in the ground, tulip, daffodil and crocus, not higher than 10 to 15 cm.
After lunch we drove to the donkey family, mother and child in Beverungen.
There are also many goats in the same field. We brought carrots and apples for them.
A flock of white turkeys are held in the barn at the other side of the road. They cried out loud, already fearing their ending, I imagined.
Mischa's picture of mother donkey if you like you can see here.
It felt all day as if it was still summer, at this moment the clouds are invading and I think it will rain tomorrow, again.

My haiku:

One goat always smiles
So friendly without knowing
That she does probably

And the proverb from the Spreekwoordenboek van Harrebomée:

Ik kan met mijn elleboog niet in mijn' zak komen.

Translation:

I cannot reach with my elbow in my pocket.