I'm Taking The Evening Call

After All It's My Call

Rubys In The Sun

Another Perfect Day Although I have to say It didn't go my way Because I had to play And I just couldn't stay The stagehands were okay But my gear was astray Could hardly find my way But something set me free Here is another plea I accompanied Sophie An

Sky Falling No, dear listeners, this has nothing to do with the new James Bond movie. It is an airy answer to the Water Flowing episode of two days ago. Why? Because I made a very fitting photograph of the sky in full sunset-gear during my commute from

Twick O' Tweet

Water Flowing Water flowing Coblestones Autumn showing no regret Windy sidewalk Where we met Cold and wet It's water flowing

Not By Numbers And here's a painting by our youngest artiste (with rolling rrr and frrench-like deliberate i): Madelief (3)

Family Portrait My daughter Lila painted this beautiful painting of the five of us, including even Benthe's omnipresent doll Poppe. I thought I'd accompany it with a rendition of the first piece of music I conciously created. I must have been about six,

Charlois 550 During our performance of Prittie Krezie this afternoon I asked the audience for the usual title and atmosphere. I got Charlois 550 and autumn. Charlois is a part of Rotterdam now, but started of 550 years ago as a tiny village on the south