‘t Twiske

Only a short 8 kilometer hike near Amsterdam due to the fact that my brother and his girlfriend had a birthday party to attend afterwards. ‘T was in ‘t Twiske, a peatlands. Gusts of wind were crowding in on us like a bunch of dissatisfied rugby players. When we got there I found out that my batteries were almost dead, so I limited myself to just pressing the release button on the camera in automatic mode.

Reeds. Wet shoes. Unsharp masked to pick up some of the highlights that are present in the original.

Here my brother thinks he is an aeroplane.

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