Sunday mornings are the week's haven.
There's settled sense of stillness in our neighborhood on Sunday mornings. No car noise. Hardly any bikes, except for one I saw heading over the bridge in the distance. Not even pedestrians are awake, other than a few fellow dog walkers.
A scooter passes by and it's the only human-made sound I've heard in ten minutes, save my own footsteps and the soft clicking of Remmie's on the cobblestone.
Houseboats bob like toys in a bathtub. The canals are completely still. And the birds chirp and caw a soundtrack that blankets the Keizersgracht, our home address for only three more days.
I took these photos last Sunday. Remmie and I had a nice slow quiet walk that morning. I think even he loves the peace of Sunday mornings.
To Sunday mornings...
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Nice photos
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