Kinderdijk

 
 Kinderdijk
 
 I am trying to read the sails of windmills. I have read that the position a miller stopped his sails had a meaning. They could pass on news of a birth, or a death. They could even indicate if the miller was taking a short break, or a long one.
 All academic now, of course. The windmills are mere shadows, their sails are fixed, a photo opportunity.
 Still, it’s peaceful here at the moment. What wind there is, can barely cause a ripple in the river, never mind turn a sail.


 quiet water
 a waiting heron
 waits 

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