Angelina Hue

I am listening to [mystery location], intent, my eyes closed;
Then suddenly birds fly by,
Flocks of birds, high up, with a hue and cry,
While the nets are drawn in the fishing grounds
And a woman’s feet begin to dabble in the water.
I am listening to [mystery location], intent, my eyes closed.

Guess where I was?

I haven’t been spending much time in Brussels of late due to work. Neither have I had much time to read or write.

Fortunately, I managed to fit in some time to explore during my recent work trip. While I’ve not reviewed or edited all the photos that I took with my phone, here’s a diptych that I made with two initial images.