Day out

In my Christmas break, my mom wanted to do a walk, in Drenthe, so we all went. At first, I thought it would be quite boring (sorry mom), but a day home alone didn’t sound amazing either. So I went along, and, honestly, I had a great time!

Made some photographs too (of course).

The shepherd had two christmas-lambs (that’s how we call them in Holland, lambs that are born around Christmas). I included a photo of them, not a stunning photo, but really cute, don’t you think? Great detail: they were named after my sisters, because they liked them so much!

Music is what feelings sound like…

… and photography is what it looks like.

At least, in my opinion.

This is the guitar of a special friend of mine, he let her stay over at my place for a week. Of course I couldn’t resist her prettiness, and asked if I could take some photographs. Which, obviously, was okay.

I love music, especially guitar music. Makes a lot of happy childhood memories come back. So this is my ode to the guitar and the lovely sounds it produces.

Rail Away

In my Christmas break, my Dad took my little sisters, my best friend and me to the Railway Museum in Utrecht, Holland. We had a great time. The museum is shows all different sorts of trains, really old ones. Great photography material :).

I think I made all the photos here, but I’m not quite sure. My best friend didn’t have his camera, so we shared mine. Could be that one of these photos is his. If so, I’ll tell ;)

So, my friend and I discussed it, and after close examination… we’re still not sure whether this one is mine or his.

I’m so sorry

Dear reader or visitor,

I am so sorry that I neglected you so badly. During my first semester of University and my Christmas break, I have been so busy, and didn’t take the time to upload a single photograph. And you were the victims of my horrible behaviour.

I will make it up, I promise. After all, I have a lot of photographs to show! I’ll try to make it up as soon as possible, it’s just, I have an examweek coming up, I have to study really hard.
But, as my mom would say, it’s not an excuse, it’s an explanation.

Don’t cry, it’ll be all right. Soon.