Saturday

I probably have an internal alarm clock that wakes me up at the early hours of the morning. At a quarter to seven I was on my bike for a tour along Maastricht. At 9 o'clock I was already home, where the housework was waiting for me.

At the end of the afternoon I sat on the threshold of the front door reading. I've probably shot the poppies in exactly the same way before, but I think they're beautiful so they're my blip today.