A LOVELY WINDY SUNNY DAY

at least till the afternoon.
Piet Hein and I cycled to the sea, from far we saw the many kite surfers but we did not walk in their direction. We walked straight to the shore and stood there watching the surfs and that one lonely windsurfer who enjoyed obviously his sport.
I followed him looking through my lens and found my blip.

My haiku:

The sun departed
Soon the clouds took over blue
Heaven disappeared

And the proverb:

De beste mest op de akker is des meesters/meesteres oog en voet.

Translation: The best dung on the field is the master's/mistress's eye and foot.