Breda one day during the jazz festival. The main market is crowded. People are looking for a terrace seat and enjoying the often golden water. The mood is high, musical sounds echo across the market and into the city . The Grote Kerk stands proudly with its flags flying.
Soft and sunny colours match this . The awnings are still closed
Sometimes I don't see until I look at a picture
I don't feel until I look at a picture longer
And I realise that life moves faster
than I can comprehend
With photos I recall moments
I want to cherish, not forget
Editing photos
sometimes make me say things
I can't put into words
Will you listen to..
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