Tag: Brussels
Forest wandering with Neolithic man
I had a very pleasant afternoon reliving my childhood dream of being an archaeologist. After finishing my morning’s English teaching, helping a group of European diplomats sound more persuasive and, well, diplomatic, I grabbed the camera and hopped out on my bike, forest bound. This is the great advantage of working as a freelancer, you can seize the moment. I had no clear objective other … Continue reading Forest wandering with Neolithic man
Wordless Wednesday: A New Dawn, A New Day
The horse, the goats and an outraged heron
“Something very odd is going on in that field. Will you take a look at that? Really, it’s hardly decent!”, thinks the young heron, watching the goings-on across the lake. “Looks fairly normal to me, just a tranquil horse munching some grass…”, thinks the photographer. “Hang on a second, are those goats? Goats and horses, do they mix? Well it seems they do, and as … Continue reading The horse, the goats and an outraged heron
The Debonaire Great Blue Heron
It was a glorious afternoon at the forest lakes by Rouge Cloitre (the Augustinian Priory of Red Cloister, on the outskirts of Brussels). My friend the heron is often there, standing contemplative by the edge of the lake. On this day, he was sporting a nice spikey quiff, giving him a rather debonaire look. He had positioned himself on a fallen branch, and had been … Continue reading The Debonaire Great Blue Heron