First photograph taken by my English grandson Daniel Edwards
with his new Leica Digilux 2, in the woody neighbourhood of where he lives.
Yeah, really proud of him, upcoming cinematographer,
who luckily is taking after his Gramps.

Gentleman stemming from the bronze age, textile baron who became an art buff.

Precisely the slant of light I had been waiting for that day.

A caravan of shopping suv's creeping out of the shopping area.

The weather was inviting me for a second shooting round and I was glad too,
to enjoy the stroke of luck to see the extraordinarily looking girl.

"I'll get another paper round."
"Me too dear."

For those who are too big for their boots, a pair that's broken in by a modest professional.

In remembrance of the tiny turnable windows called quarter panes, or quarter vents.
Some thirty or more years ago.

He seems to be a bit grumpy since the weather turned out
to be so nice and since he also got to work.
"They keep asking me."

The girl's inside, trusting her treasured wheels aren't stolen, talking about faraway shores.

Where's she going on her outing with her friend, to her friend or mother?

Sunday morning. As forecast ice on the canal. Also very sunny, as foreseen.

So, now back home quickly with the errands.

New wowy Mazda in Detroit.

Detroit Motor Show, most stunning disclosure: the Aston Martin Rapide.

GM is trying to put the Camaro back on the map, with this 2006 model.

"Leek" Dutch for layperson, appropriate when we consider the "K".

Boxed bushes in the garden of the last house in the Cornelis Schuytstraat. Neat eh?

Grand American Feeling, can be tasted in a taxi if you only dial (or hit) 0655858267 (Henk).

The Van Eeghen Watchtower in the sun.

Vondelpark exit opposite Jeroen Krabbé's house.
Next time hopefully the sun is on the bark of the nearest tree.

Yeah, it really was quite cold!

Must be the other entrance, possibly.

"I've been waiting for hours!"

Keeping an eye on the front door.

"First some errands and then I'll bring you to your flute lessons."

Moon over A. Saturday January 14th. 07:31:53.

No skyscraper of Manhattan's skyline peaked through the fog. Travis Ruse.

Especially for Guido, from the Dubliner Viewfinder.

"Lew's home!"

"In A. one has to be smart when leaving a Kronan out on the street."

Here email was written on the laptop in the rear.

Meanwhile Travis Ruse is riding to his work on Manhattan, taking this great photo.

Too beautiful to park.

The 169, first time spotted in the street.

Medicine, a quite different ballpark.

Friday 13, smart not to take the kids with het on the bike!

Too cold to stroll leisurely home while window-shopping.

The thief would also have to lug along the iron trellis.

Waiting for the tram seems to take more time.

Gonna say it with flowers.

Van Baerlestraat, gonna be closed for traffic.

Dogs didn't object to their outings.

One had to keep running to not become too cold.

A Ford Cougar, younger than the one we've seen on Wednesday.

Thursday morning, gray, damp, misty and rusty, cold for the remainder of the whole day.

Kees en de Spirit deel 1.

Het vervolg:
Kees en de Spirit deel 2.

My Promised Land
  In the Spring of 2002 Roger Sparks was traveling
with a virgin agenda when he landed
in America on the off chance, so it seemed at first.
But he had a plan, to meet Dr. Robert Ballard,
the discoverer of the Titanic.

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