ingridsgreenworld: December 2012

December 2012, or: "Who'll stop the rain?"

Long as I remember, the rain been coming down

Clouds of mistry porin, confusion on the ground

Good men through the ages

Trying to find the sun

And I wonder, still I wonder

Who'll stop the rain......

(C.C.R.)

We had a big, big lot of rain here in the South of the Netherlands, it's raining for weeks
now, most fields look terrible, it's all mud in our surrounding and the cats take about
a cubic meter of mud a day with them on their feet and body, we could start our own
potato field with their proceeds.

The picture above is an example of how our island looks nowadays, not (only) because
of the rain, but this is a piece of former agricultural land that is 'given back to nature',
what in this part of the country means that there is a whole lot of water brought inside the dikes.
My grandfather, who worked on a pumping station till his retirement, had tears in his eyes when he saw this drowned piece of Schouwen-Duiveland for the first time.
It's called 'plan tureluur' or 'plan redshank' in English.
I didn't work on a pumping station so I don't have the same sentiments as my grandfather had, but I think it is a shame that there was only water brought in and no trees or bushes.
During the summer a group of cows are grazing there, and they must be spezialised in
"Ditch Jumping" if you'll ask me.

So after all the rain we had it and as the pictures showed it realy doesn't take much to make the Kingdom of Mud here.
I didn't make much pictures lately, but here is one, a leaf that was fallen on the muddy
road in front of the house.

And this is the view I have most every day when I wake up,

Verrrrrrrrrry boring!!!!
I want SNOW!! Lots and lots of snow, and sun!
Last time we had December snow was in 2010, and I want to post a bunch of pictures I made then,
and I want to wish everybody who takes a look here a very good christmas and the best wishes for
the year to come!

Brouwershaven

Den Osse, the house owned by the water board where my grandparents lived when my grandfather worked at the pumpstation nearby. My grandparents died 10 years ago, and the house hadn't had a regular habitant since, that is about 35 years.
It's a big shame, I think.