LOOKING OUT OF THE WINDOW

at the south side gave a very different view than looking out of the north side.
Bright and blue at one side, dark clouds at the other side.
It did not stop us to cycle to the beach in the morning. We can Always go back when it starts raining, we said hopefully to each other. And raining it did and small hailstones came down too. But we did not go back.
The seascape was terrific and there were more persons walking than we could have thought there would be. kitesurfers too.
We walked and talked and took pictures. Autumnal beach walks, I had almost forgotten, are so uplifting. To be warm again, however, took quite a long time.

Seeing the pictures of the devastation nature has caused in the Filippines and elsewhere fills me with horror and sadness. No relief for so many poor persons, unbelievable.

My haiku:

The shells are empty
Now lying on the wet sand
The gull sees clearly

And the proverb:

H/zij trekt hem/haar de dekens over het hoofd.

Translation: H/she pulls him/her the blankets over the ears.
Meaning: H/she tries to cover his/her shortcomings.