Red roofs, purple evening
My polder, the place where I live, at the start of a deep purple night.
At the horizon the red roofs of a house and a farm and the last lights of the sun.
Silence all around.
My polder with its continuously changing lights and colours is my endless source of inspiration. I love the magic moments just before the start of the night.
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