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Remember the charming accordion player I photographed at last year's cheese market in Edam, Noord-Holland? Nikki, who is nearly 10 years old, still participates in the local kassmarkt celebrations. She taught herself to play the accordion!
Check back soon for more photos from summer festivities in Edam.
A late-blooming hortensia (hydrangea) from our garden in a Porcelain de Paris tea cup, circa 1830.
"...It is your destiny to move your pen,
to wake up storms, to run through the heart of storms,
to lay bare a monument like a nest in a thicket.
Though all you wanted was to pluck a few roses." - Czeslaw Milosz, Warsaw, 1942
Abandoned house, Kerak, Jordan.
“When I go down and see the way some people live
and look around dismayed,
shame scorches my cheeks like the back of a flatiron.
How we hold our tongues..." - Andrei Voznesensky
