It has been another stressful day at work and I’m still helping the Service Desk. Hell, being able to understand and speak several languages has its disadvantages.
Yet it is a challenge, taking the phone and speaking Dutch and the next call is in French, and then Dutch again, then English.
I didn’t go straight home this afternoon but parked near the woods and went for a walk. There is nobody waiting for me at home so who the fuck cares when I arrive at my apartment?
Sun was shining and there was a cool breeze and I was surrounded with a zillion signs of birth on thousands of branches ready to bloom.
I observed a heron, carefully wading through a pond, vigilant, then a sudden move and some silvery thing moving in its beak.
Older men jogging, breathing heavily and on their way to a certain heart attack, leaving behind the quickly dissipating odor of sweat and cheap cologne.
I made some images, nothing special, I just wanted to clear my mind, unwind.