zaterdag 28 januari 2017

for opa





For opa. I remember those cold winters. When it it was freezing so hard 
that we could walk across the canals of Damme. On Sundays you liked to
take us to places with one of your fancy cars. Then we drove to the nearest
lake, where you always swam -in summer and in winter-. 
Except this day, the ice was too thick to make a hole in it. So we walked 
over it.
I miss you.


(All pictures by M. Van Waerebeke)

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