During a walk through the drentse staatsbos near Odoorn on an early spring day in April. With the fresh smell of pine in your nose and the soft springy ground of the forest under your feet.
Like so many I started taking pictures with an old camera I was sometimes allowed to use from my parents. An old rangefinder type of thing from the sixties. I don't remember the brand. Making pictures was scarce, it was the film age. I bought myself an SLR, .. Read more…