<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513</id><updated>2012-01-17T07:21:41.305+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Foto's &amp; Poëzie ...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-3871141162625029650</id><published>2011-10-26T11:39:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T11:42:16.574+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/6282302417/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6058/6282302417_d34645a57f_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/6282302417/"&gt;Angel ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Angel came down&lt;br /&gt;From heaven yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;She Stayed with me just long enough&lt;br /&gt;To rescue me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And she told me a story yesterday;&lt;br /&gt;About the sweet love&lt;br /&gt;Between the moon and the deep blue sea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she spread her wings high over me.&lt;br /&gt;She said,she coming back come back tomorrow....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said fly on, my sweet angel.&lt;br /&gt;Fly on through the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Fly on, my sweet angel.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow Im gonna be by your side....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough,&lt;br /&gt;This woman came unto me.&lt;br /&gt;Silver wings silhouetted against a childs sunrise....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my angel,&lt;br /&gt;She said unto me,&lt;br /&gt;today is the day for you to rise.&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand, youre gonna be my man you're gonna rise&lt;br /&gt;And then she took me high over yonder.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I said fly on, my sweet angel.&lt;br /&gt;Fly on through the sky.&lt;br /&gt;Fly on, my sweet angel.&lt;br /&gt;Forever Im gonna be by your side....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jimi Hendrix &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-3871141162625029650?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/3871141162625029650/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=3871141162625029650' title='2 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/3871141162625029650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/3871141162625029650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2011/10/angel.html' title='Angel ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6058/6282302417_d34645a57f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-7571440529185452780</id><published>2011-10-12T09:28:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T09:28:38.256+02:00</updated><title type='text'>An Apple a Day !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/6236594317/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6032/6236594317_3b41ea92d8_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/6236594317/"&gt;An Apple a Day !&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;An apple a day keeps the doctor away&lt;br /&gt;Apple in the morning - Doctor's warning&lt;br /&gt;Roast apple at night - starves the doctor outright&lt;br /&gt;Eat an apple going to bed - knock the doctor on the head&lt;br /&gt;Three each day, seven days a week - ruddy apple, ruddy cheek&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-7571440529185452780?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/7571440529185452780/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=7571440529185452780' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/7571440529185452780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/7571440529185452780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2011/10/apple-day.html' title='An Apple a Day !'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6032/6236594317_3b41ea92d8_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-9016770296526442893</id><published>2011-06-14T20:44:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T20:44:54.548+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dansende Paarden, de Draaimolen draait ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/5833056999/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5275/5833056999_df5472d906_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/5833056999/"&gt;Dansende Paarden, de Draaimolen draait ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dansende paarden, de draaimolen draait &lt;br /&gt;Of de tijd stil heeft gestaan &lt;br /&gt;Hijgende paarden, de draaimolen gaat &lt;br /&gt;Langzamer lopen &lt;br /&gt;De baas van het spul schreeuwt zijn keel schor &lt;br /&gt;Hij wordt ouder &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinderen een kwartje &lt;br /&gt;Stap maar in, kies maar uit &lt;br /&gt;Neem die met de langste staart &lt;br /&gt;Tien keer in de rondte &lt;br /&gt;Opgepast, hou je vast &lt;br /&gt;Onder val je van je paard &lt;br /&gt;Kinderen een kwartje &lt;br /&gt;Maar zijn stem komt niet ver &lt;br /&gt;Door het gieren van metaal &lt;br /&gt;Want de kermis is een soort fabriek &lt;br /&gt;Die pret produceert&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-9016770296526442893?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/9016770296526442893/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=9016770296526442893' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/9016770296526442893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/9016770296526442893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2011/06/dansende-paarden-de-draaimolen-draait.html' title='Dansende Paarden, de Draaimolen draait ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5275/5833056999_df5472d906_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-846570349192579114</id><published>2011-03-17T09:42:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T09:42:51.548+01:00</updated><title type='text'>She Comes in Colors Everywhere ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/5529501433/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5017/5529501433_a3e031b7b1_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/5529501433/"&gt;She Comes in Colors Everywhere ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;She comes in colors everywhere; &lt;br /&gt;She combs her hair &lt;br /&gt;She's like a rainbow &lt;br /&gt;Coming colors in the air &lt;br /&gt;Oh, everywhere &lt;br /&gt;She comes in colors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She comes in colors everywhere; &lt;br /&gt;She combs her hair &lt;br /&gt;She's like a rainbow &lt;br /&gt;Coming colors in the air &lt;br /&gt;Oh, everywhere &lt;br /&gt;She comes in colors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen her dressed in blue&lt;br /&gt;See the sky in front of you &lt;br /&gt;And her face is like a sail &lt;br /&gt;Speck of white so fair and pale &lt;br /&gt;Have you seen the lady fairer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She comes in colors everywhere; &lt;br /&gt;She combs her hair &lt;br /&gt;She's like a rainbow &lt;br /&gt;Coming colors in the air &lt;br /&gt;Oh, everywhere &lt;br /&gt;She comes in colors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen her all in gold&lt;br /&gt;Like a queen in days of old &lt;br /&gt;She shoots colors all around &lt;br /&gt;Like a sunset going down &lt;br /&gt;Have you seen the lady fairer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She comes in colors everywhere; &lt;br /&gt;She combs her hair &lt;br /&gt;She's like a rainbow &lt;br /&gt;Coming colors in the air &lt;br /&gt;Oh, everywhere &lt;br /&gt;She comes in colors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's like a rainbow &lt;br /&gt;Coming colors in the air &lt;br /&gt;Oh, everywhere &lt;br /&gt;She comes in colors&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-846570349192579114?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/846570349192579114/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=846570349192579114' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/846570349192579114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/846570349192579114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2011/03/she-comes-in-colors-everywhere_17.html' title='She Comes in Colors Everywhere ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5017/5529501433_a3e031b7b1_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-6892184969507329487</id><published>2011-01-23T11:34:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T11:45:00.500+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's what you make it ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/5351170979/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5041/5351170979_03099746ab_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/5351170979/"&gt;quest no14 ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baby, life's what you make it&lt;br /&gt;Can't escape it&lt;br /&gt;Baby, yesterday's favourite&lt;br /&gt;Don't you hate it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's all right&lt;br /&gt;Life's what you make it&lt;br /&gt;Everything's all right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, life's what you make it&lt;br /&gt;Don't backdate it&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don't try to shade it&lt;br /&gt;Beauty's naked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's all right&lt;br /&gt;Life's what you make it&lt;br /&gt;Everything's all right&lt;br /&gt;Life's what you make it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, life's what you make it&lt;br /&gt;Celebrate it&lt;br /&gt;Anticipate it&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's faded&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can change it&lt;br /&gt;Life's what you make it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's all right&lt;br /&gt;Life's what you make it&lt;br /&gt;Everything's all right&lt;br /&gt;Life's what you make it&lt;br /&gt;Everything's all right&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Talk Talk &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-6892184969507329487?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/6892184969507329487/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=6892184969507329487' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/6892184969507329487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/6892184969507329487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2011/01/life-what-you-make-it.html' title='Life&amp;#39;s what you make it ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5041/5351170979_03099746ab_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-5933570959225121952</id><published>2011-01-08T13:47:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T13:47:08.576+01:00</updated><title type='text'>quest 10 ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/5333442908/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5202/5333442908_58d4151cbc_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/5333442908/"&gt;quest 10 ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do&lt;br /&gt;Do, do, do, do, do, do, do&lt;br /&gt;Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do&lt;br /&gt;Do, do, do, do, do, do, do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I wanna give it all to you&lt;br /&gt;In the darkness&lt;br /&gt;There's so much I wanna do&lt;br /&gt;And tonight I wanna lay it at your feet&lt;br /&gt;'Cause girl, I was made for you&lt;br /&gt;And girl, you were made for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was made for lovin' you baby&lt;br /&gt;You were made for lovin' me&lt;br /&gt;And I can't get enough of you baby&lt;br /&gt;Can you get enough of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I wanna see it in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Feel the magic&lt;br /&gt;There's something that drives me wild&lt;br /&gt;And tonight we're gonna make it all come true&lt;br /&gt;'Cause girl, you were made for me&lt;br /&gt;And girl I was made for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was made for lovin' you baby&lt;br /&gt;You were made for lovin' me&lt;br /&gt;And I can't get enough of you baby&lt;br /&gt;Can you get enough of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was made for lovin' you baby&lt;br /&gt;You were made for lovin' me&lt;br /&gt;And I can give it all to you baby&lt;br /&gt;Can you give it all to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, can't get enough, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;I can't get enough&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do&lt;br /&gt;Do, do, do, do, do, do, do&lt;br /&gt;Do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do, do&lt;br /&gt;Do, do, do, do, do, do, do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kiss&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-5933570959225121952?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/5933570959225121952/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=5933570959225121952' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/5933570959225121952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/5933570959225121952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2011/01/quest-10.html' title='quest 10 ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5202/5333442908_58d4151cbc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-8862619759126731806</id><published>2011-01-07T12:28:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T12:30:36.401+01:00</updated><title type='text'>You're beautiful ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/5327775301/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5205/5327775301_12e67679de_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/5327775301/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You're beautiful. You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;I saw your face in a crowded place,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know what to do,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'll never be with you.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful. You're beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;You're beautiful, it's true.&lt;br /&gt;There must be an angel with a smile on her face,&lt;br /&gt;When she thought up that I should be with you.&lt;br /&gt;But it's time to face the truth,&lt;br /&gt;I will never be with you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;James Blunt&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-8862619759126731806?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/8862619759126731806/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=8862619759126731806' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/8862619759126731806'/><link rel='self' 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type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/5207003960/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm6.static.flickr.com/5007/5207003960_506e9c742a_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/5207003960/"&gt;Dressing her Child ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nina bobo,&lt;br /&gt;oh, nina bobo,&lt;br /&gt;kalau tidak bobo,&lt;br /&gt;digigit nyamuk ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adik sayang,&lt;br /&gt;adikku sayang&lt;br /&gt;tidurlah tidur&lt;br /&gt;dalam buaian ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-4701526734854060984?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A mystery wrapped in brown,&lt;br /&gt;A fragile enigma, &lt;br /&gt;Enveloping the senses,&lt;br /&gt;With the earthy steam &lt;br /&gt;Of a bean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mind wrapped in warmth,&lt;br /&gt;The essence of dark roast,&lt;br /&gt;Heating from within,&lt;br /&gt;The senses thrill,&lt;br /&gt;With every lingering &lt;br /&gt;Sniff of the aroma&lt;br /&gt;In the mug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Drew K.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-8727621560699314257?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/8727621560699314257/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-7532311391486219077</id><published>2010-11-17T21:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T21:11:33.724+01:00</updated><title type='text'>LightHouse ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/5184855747/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4129/5184855747_5d2720d650_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/5184855747/"&gt;LightHouse ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Off the coast of Africa &lt;br /&gt;Bound for South America &lt;br /&gt;A world away from here &lt;br /&gt;Is a ship that sails the sea &lt;br /&gt;Is a man who's just like me &lt;br /&gt;And I wish that I was there &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a lonely lighthouse, not a ship out in the night &lt;br /&gt;I'm watching the sea &lt;br /&gt;She's come half-way round the world to see the light &lt;br /&gt;and to stay away from me &lt;br /&gt;There is a shipwreck lying at my feet &lt;br /&gt;Some weary refugee from the rolling deep &lt;br /&gt;Ah, could you lose it all and fall for me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't we shine?&lt;br /&gt;I'm rolling all my golden moments into one &lt;br /&gt;Like to shine like the sun for one more Summer day &lt;br /&gt;Shine like a lighthouse for one last Summer night &lt;br /&gt;Flashing on, flashing, fading away &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well if you feel lost and lonely and don't know where to go &lt;br /&gt;And you hear this song on the radio &lt;br /&gt;Or even if you're feeling healthy and strong &lt;br /&gt;You might like to sing along &lt;br /&gt;But just because I might be standing here &lt;br /&gt;That don't mean I won't be wrong this time &lt;br /&gt;You could follow me and lose your mind &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off the coast of Africa &lt;br /&gt;bound for South America &lt;br /&gt;A world away from here &lt;br /&gt;Is a ship that sails the sea &lt;br /&gt;Is a man who's just like me &lt;br /&gt;And I wish that I was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;James Taylor&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-7532311391486219077?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/7532311391486219077/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=7532311391486219077' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-3922370748107297242</id><published>2010-11-17T16:56:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T16:59:03.499+01:00</updated><title type='text'>o so Quiet ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/5051882072/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4103/5051882072_7fca2b5644_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/5051882072/"&gt;o so Quiet ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;it's oh so quiet&lt;br /&gt;it's oh so still&lt;br /&gt;you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;and so peaceful until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you fall in love&lt;br /&gt;zing boom&lt;br /&gt;the sky up above&lt;br /&gt;zing boom&lt;br /&gt;is caving in&lt;br /&gt;wow bam&lt;br /&gt;you've never been so nuts about a guy&lt;br /&gt;you wanna laugh you wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;you cross your heart and hope to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'til it's over and then&lt;br /&gt;it's nice and quiet &lt;br /&gt;but soon again&lt;br /&gt;starts another big riot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you blow a fuse&lt;br /&gt;zing boom&lt;br /&gt;the devil cuts loose&lt;br /&gt;zing boom&lt;br /&gt;so what's the use&lt;br /&gt;wow bam&lt;br /&gt;of falling in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's. oh. so quiet&lt;br /&gt;it's. oh. so still&lt;br /&gt;you're all alone&lt;br /&gt;and so peaceful until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you ring the bell&lt;br /&gt;bim bam&lt;br /&gt;you shout and you yell&lt;br /&gt;hi ho ho&lt;br /&gt;you broke the spell&lt;br /&gt;gee. this is swell you almost have a fit&lt;br /&gt;this guy is "gorge" and i got hit&lt;br /&gt;there's no mistake this is it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'til it's over and then&lt;br /&gt;it's nice and quiet&lt;br /&gt;but soon again&lt;br /&gt;starts another big riot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you blow a fuse&lt;br /&gt;zing boom&lt;br /&gt;the devil cuts loose&lt;br /&gt;zing boom&lt;br /&gt;so what's the use&lt;br /&gt;wow bam&lt;br /&gt;of falling in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sky caves in&lt;br /&gt;the devil cuts loose&lt;br /&gt;you blow blow blow blow blow your fuse&lt;br /&gt;when you've fallen in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ssshhhhhh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Björk&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-3922370748107297242?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/3922370748107297242/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-1883658689710425971</id><published>2010-11-17T15:32:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T15:32:07.490+01:00</updated><title type='text'>11 november ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/5167054391/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1205/5167054391_c15684ec5a_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/5167054391/"&gt;11 november ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;11 november is de dag &lt;br /&gt;dat mijn lichtje, &lt;br /&gt;dat mijn lichtje. &lt;br /&gt;11 november is de dag, &lt;br /&gt;dat mijn lichtje schijnen mag ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-1883658689710425971?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/1883658689710425971/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=1883658689710425971' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/1883658689710425971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/1883658689710425971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2010/11/11-november.html' title='11 november ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1205/5167054391_c15684ec5a_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-2169419417390198399</id><published>2010-05-17T12:35:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T12:35:21.595+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Scheveningen ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/4612227920/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4058/4612227920_7d183b17de_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/4612227920/"&gt;Scheveningen ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ik breng mijn weekend door met jou in Scheveningen&lt;br /&gt;De zee is lauw, de lucht is blauw in Scheveningen&lt;br /&gt;Daar kan je braaien in 't zand&lt;br /&gt;Met een ijsco in je hand&lt;br /&gt;Zo samen aan het stille strand in Scheveningen ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wim Sonneveld&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-2169419417390198399?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/2169419417390198399/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=2169419417390198399' title='3 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/2169419417390198399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/2169419417390198399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2010/05/scheveningen.html' title='Scheveningen ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm5.static.flickr.com/4058/4612227920_7d183b17de_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-5963131171205272200</id><published>2009-11-22T11:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T11:55:39.727+01:00</updated><title type='text'>In the palm of my hand ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/4123709611/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2525/4123709611_eddb5ced42_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/4123709611/"&gt;In the palm of my hand ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I thought I had life in the palm of my hand but you took it from me&lt;br /&gt;Now it seems my days of careless ways in fact are turning on me&lt;br /&gt;Because what seems right, feels right, ends up the most fragile of things&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm spending my days in a permanent haze&lt;br /&gt;Because what you stole, you took from me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's take the time to contemplate what we are faced&lt;br /&gt;A fragile life in which design resolves being erased&lt;br /&gt;And if you win some, lose some&lt;br /&gt;You end up in the same old place&lt;br /&gt;So understand the task at hand is to live and to forgive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start some living&lt;br /&gt;Let's stop decaying&lt;br /&gt;We can't afford to waste away&lt;br /&gt;Let's start some living&lt;br /&gt;Let's stop decaying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'd have known time could stop on a dime and cause you to cease&lt;br /&gt;I'd quit running so fast and I'd try to get a grasp on the things surrounding me&lt;br /&gt;But what feels right, seems right, ends up the most prominent thing&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm spending my days in a permanent haze&lt;br /&gt;Because what you stole, you took from me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Enemies&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-5963131171205272200?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/5963131171205272200/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=5963131171205272200' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/5963131171205272200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/5963131171205272200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2009/11/in-palm-of-my-hand.html' title='In the palm of my hand ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2525/4123709611_eddb5ced42_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-7824639431155845831</id><published>2009-10-25T11:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T11:10:17.830+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My dear Country ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/4042310176/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2702/4042310176_531d0fc2cc_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/4042310176/"&gt;RoseHips ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;'t was Halloween and the ghosts were out,&lt;br /&gt;And everywhere they'd go, they shout,&lt;br /&gt;And though I covered my eyes I knew,&lt;br /&gt;They'd go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But fear's the only thing I saw,&lt;br /&gt;And three days later 'twas clear to all,&lt;br /&gt;That nothing is as scary as election day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the day after is darker,&lt;br /&gt;And darker and darker it goes,&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, maybe the plans will change,&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, maybe he's not deranged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The news men know what they know, but they,&lt;br /&gt;Know even less than what they say,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't know who I can trust,&lt;br /&gt;For they come what may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause we believed in our candidate,&lt;br /&gt;But even more it's the one we hate,&lt;br /&gt;I needed someone I could shake,&lt;br /&gt;On election day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the day after is darker,&lt;br /&gt;And deeper and deeper we go,&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, maybe it's all a dream,&lt;br /&gt;Who knows if I'll wake up and scream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the things that you've given me,&lt;br /&gt;I cherish you my dear country,&lt;br /&gt;But sometimes I don't understand,&lt;br /&gt;The way we play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the things that you've given me,&lt;br /&gt;And most of all that I am free,&lt;br /&gt;To have a song that I can sing,&lt;br /&gt;On election day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Norah Jones&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-7824639431155845831?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/7824639431155845831/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=7824639431155845831' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/7824639431155845831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/7824639431155845831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-dear-country.html' title='My dear Country ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2702/4042310176_531d0fc2cc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-1440460713855025903</id><published>2009-10-02T17:36:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T18:48:25.010+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing the Seasons ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/3974036399/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3455/3974036399_827ff824e3_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/3974036399/"&gt;Changing the Seasons ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;He falls asleep on her chest&lt;br /&gt;the best sleep he´d ever met&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless he dreams of some stranger´s caress&lt;br /&gt;so he awakes and he knows&lt;br /&gt;maybe someone else is supposed&lt;br /&gt;to meet his hazy anticipating eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he draws the curtains aside &lt;br /&gt;unfolding the first morning light&lt;br /&gt;he glances at his disenchanted life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;restlessness is me, you see&lt;br /&gt;it´s hard to be safe&lt;br /&gt;it´s difficult to be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it´s the changing of the seasons&lt;br /&gt;he says ”I need them”&lt;br /&gt;I guess I’m too Scandinavian&lt;br /&gt;the relief of spring&lt;br /&gt;intoxication of summer rain&lt;br /&gt;the clearness of fall &lt;br /&gt;how winter makes me reconsider it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;restlessness is me, you see&lt;br /&gt;it´s hard to be safe&lt;br /&gt;it´s difficult to be happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then she awakes&lt;br /&gt;reaches for the embrace&lt;br /&gt;he decides not &lt;br /&gt;to worry about seasons again&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ane Brun&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-1440460713855025903?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/1440460713855025903/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=1440460713855025903' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/1440460713855025903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/1440460713855025903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2009/10/changing-seasons.html' title='Changing the Seasons ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3455/3974036399_827ff824e3_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-6143647292105370707</id><published>2009-08-28T18:29:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T18:29:37.827+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiku ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/3538900993/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2136/3538900993_9dd71e0a72_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/3538900993/"&gt;Tomoko Mukaiyama ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A ghost in the light.&lt;br /&gt;Drifting quietly among us.&lt;br /&gt;Not a sound is heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;HumanHead&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-6143647292105370707?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2136/3538900993_9dd71e0a72_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-2500168591500174503</id><published>2009-08-26T17:02:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T16:13:24.650+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Anlamazdın ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/3859302800/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3491/3859302800_1a7770b275_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/3859302800/"&gt;You would not understand  ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sevilirken bilmedin mi?&lt;br /&gt;Ben söylerken gülmedin mi?&lt;br /&gt;Falımızda hasret var ayrılık var demedim mi?&lt;br /&gt;Anlamazdın anlamazdın..Kaderede inanmazdın…&lt;br /&gt;Hani sen acı veren kalpsizlerden olmazdın….&lt;br /&gt;Dilerim ki mutlu ol sevgilim..&lt;br /&gt;Ben olmasam bile hayat gülsün sana..&lt;br /&gt;Günahı boynunda,ağlayan bir çift göz bıraktın arkanda.&lt;br /&gt;Kalbim bomboş kaldı sanma&lt;br /&gt;Acılar geçer zamanla…&lt;br /&gt;Aşka tövbe demem ben..&lt;br /&gt;Görürsün sevince yeniden…&lt;br /&gt;Anlamazdın anlamazdın..Kaderede inanmazdın…&lt;br /&gt;Hani sen acı veren kalpsizlerden olmazdın….&lt;br /&gt;Dilerim ki mutlu ol sevgilim..&lt;br /&gt;Ben olmasam bile hayat gülsün sana..&lt;br /&gt;Günahı boynunda,ağlayan bir çift göz bıraktın arkanda…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ayla Dikmen&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zshare.net/audio/514868390eaec553/"&gt; Listen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shared via &lt;a href="http://addthis.com"&gt;AddThis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3491/3859302800_1a7770b275_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-2396132793383368032</id><published>2009-07-10T11:02:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T11:02:34.720+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Into the Future ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/3705918933/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2421/3705918933_76c28fd739_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/3705918933/"&gt;Into the Future ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hear the lonesome whiperwill&lt;br /&gt;he sounds too blue to fly&lt;br /&gt;the midnight train is whining low&lt;br /&gt;i'm so lonesome i could cry&lt;br /&gt;i've never seen a night so long&lt;br /&gt;when time goes crawling by&lt;br /&gt;the moon just went behind a cloud&lt;br /&gt;to hide it's face and cry&lt;br /&gt;did you ever see a robin weep&lt;br /&gt;when leaves begin to die&lt;br /&gt;that means he's lost the will to live&lt;br /&gt;i'm so lonesome i could cry&lt;br /&gt;the silence of a falling star&lt;br /&gt;lights up a purple sky&lt;br /&gt;and as i wonder where you are&lt;br /&gt;i'm so lonesome i could cry&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-2396132793383368032?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/2396132793383368032/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=2396132793383368032' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/2396132793383368032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/2396132793383368032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2009/07/into-future.html' title='Into the Future ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2421/3705918933_76c28fd739_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-8855475374941751327</id><published>2009-07-01T13:30:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T13:30:33.958+02:00</updated><title type='text'>July ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/3677448477/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3661/3677448477_c95b46fabb_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/3677448477/"&gt;July ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im a fool to want you&lt;br /&gt;Im a fool to want you&lt;br /&gt;To want a love that cant be true&lt;br /&gt;A love thats there for others too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im a fool to hold you&lt;br /&gt;Such a fool to hold you&lt;br /&gt;To seek a kiss not mine alone&lt;br /&gt;To share a kiss that devil has known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again I said Id leave you&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again I went away&lt;br /&gt;But then would come the time when I would need you&lt;br /&gt;And once again these words I had to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take me back, I love you&lt;br /&gt;...i need you&lt;br /&gt;I know its wrong, it must be wrong&lt;br /&gt;But right or wrong I cant get along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Billy Holliday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-8855475374941751327?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/8855475374941751327/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=8855475374941751327' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/8855475374941751327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/8855475374941751327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2009/07/july.html' title='July ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3661/3677448477_c95b46fabb_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-2865133955523001753</id><published>2009-06-28T12:36:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T12:40:53.571+02:00</updated><title type='text'>GoodMorning ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/3667066697/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3316/3667066697_872be3f2a5_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/3667066697/"&gt;GoodMorning ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sun rays come down as seen when they hit the ground,&lt;br /&gt;Children spinning around till they fall down down down.&lt;br /&gt;I wait for you: it's been two hours now,&lt;br /&gt;You're still somewhere in town,&lt;br /&gt;Your dinners getting cold.&lt;br /&gt;I rest my case you are always this late,&lt;br /&gt;And you know how much I hate waiting around 'round 'round,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitter heart, bitter heart tries to keep it all inside,&lt;br /&gt;Bitter heart, bitter heart shadows will help you try to hide,&lt;br /&gt;Bitter heart, my bitter heart is gettin' just a little fragile,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitter heart, bitter heart of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you come and tell me the same reason as you did yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;So tell me whats her name.&lt;br /&gt;Doo doo da dum, doo doo da dum, doo doo doo doo doo doo da da dum dum, da da da da dum, da da da da dum, da da da da dum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bitter heart, bitter heart tries to keep it all inside&lt;br /&gt;Bitter heart, bitter heart shadows will help you try to hide,&lt;br /&gt;Bitter heart, my bitter heart is just getting a little fragile,&lt;br /&gt;Bitter heart, bitter heart of mine, of mine, of mine, of mine, of mine, of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Zee Avi&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-2865133955523001753?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/2865133955523001753/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=2865133955523001753' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-1378303070412740088</id><published>2009-06-26T19:47:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T19:47:37.160+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Suzanne takes you with Her ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/3662435587/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3538/3662435587_0b15db3a38_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/3662435587/"&gt;Suzanne takes you with Her ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Suzanne takes you down to her place newer the river&lt;br /&gt;You can hear the boats go by&lt;br /&gt;You can spend the night beside her&lt;br /&gt;And you know that shes half crazy&lt;br /&gt;But thats why you want to be there&lt;br /&gt;And she feeds you tea and oranges&lt;br /&gt;That come all the way from china&lt;br /&gt;And just when you mean to tell her&lt;br /&gt;That you have no love to give her&lt;br /&gt;Then she gets you on her wavelength&lt;br /&gt;And she lets the river answer&lt;br /&gt;That youve always been her lover&lt;br /&gt;And you want to travel with her&lt;br /&gt;And you want to travel blind&lt;br /&gt;And you know that she will trust you&lt;br /&gt;For youve touched her perfect body with your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And jesus was a sailor&lt;br /&gt;When he walked upon the water&lt;br /&gt;And he spent a long time watching&lt;br /&gt;From his lonely wooden tower&lt;br /&gt;And when he knew for certain&lt;br /&gt;Only drowning men could see him&lt;br /&gt;He said all men will be sailors then&lt;br /&gt;Until the sea shall free them&lt;br /&gt;But he himself was broken&lt;br /&gt;Long before the sky would open&lt;br /&gt;Forsaken, almost human&lt;br /&gt;He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone&lt;br /&gt;And you want to travel with him&lt;br /&gt;And you want to travel blind&lt;br /&gt;And you think maybe youll trust him&lt;br /&gt;For hes touched your perfect body with his mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now suzanne takes you hand&lt;br /&gt;And she leads you to the river&lt;br /&gt;She is wearing rags and feathers&lt;br /&gt;From salvation army counters&lt;br /&gt;And the sun pours down like honey&lt;br /&gt;On our lady of the harbour&lt;br /&gt;And she shows you where to look&lt;br /&gt;Among the garbage and the flowers&lt;br /&gt;There are heroes in the seaweed&lt;br /&gt;There are children in the morning&lt;br /&gt;They are leaning out for love&lt;br /&gt;And they will lean that way forever&lt;br /&gt;While suzanne holds the mirror&lt;br /&gt;And you want to travel with her&lt;br /&gt;And you want to travel blind&lt;br /&gt;And you know that she will trust you&lt;br /&gt;For shes touched your perfect body with her mind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-1378303070412740088?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/1378303070412740088/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=1378303070412740088' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/1378303070412740088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/1378303070412740088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2009/06/suzanne-takes-you-with-her.html' title='Suzanne takes you with Her ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3538/3662435587_0b15db3a38_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-4651857471649149195</id><published>2009-06-10T13:23:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T13:23:14.197+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ordinary Miracle ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/3612962075/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3391/3612962075_6f740ee00c_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/3612962075/"&gt;Today i shot my neighbour's Pigeons ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;t’s not that usual when everything is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;It’s just another ordinary miracle today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sky knows when its time to snow &lt;br /&gt;You don’t need to teach a seed to grow &lt;br /&gt;It’s just another ordinary miracle today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a gift they say&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped up for you everyday &lt;br /&gt;Open up and find a way &lt;br /&gt;To give some of your own &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it remarkable? &lt;br /&gt;Like every time a raindrop falls &lt;br /&gt;It’s just another ordinary miracle today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birds in winter have their fling&lt;br /&gt;And always make it home by spring &lt;br /&gt;It’s just another ordinary miracle today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you wake up everyday &lt;br /&gt;Please don’t throw your dreams away &lt;br /&gt;Hold them close to your heart &lt;br /&gt;Cause we are all a part &lt;br /&gt;Of the ordinary miracle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ordinary miracle&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to see a miracle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its seems so exceptional &lt;br /&gt;Things just work out after all &lt;br /&gt;It’s just another ordinary miracle today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun comes up and shines so bright &lt;br /&gt;It disappears again at night &lt;br /&gt;It’s just another ordinary miracle today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s just another ordinary miracle today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sarah McLachian&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-4651857471649149195?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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	Cherries of the night are riper&lt;br /&gt;Than the cherries pluckt at noon&lt;br /&gt;Gather to your fairy piper&lt;br /&gt;When he pipes his magic tune:&lt;br /&gt;        Merry, merry,&lt;br /&gt;        Take a cherry;&lt;br /&gt;        Mine are sounder,&lt;br /&gt;        Mine are rounder,&lt;br /&gt;        Mine are sweeter&lt;br /&gt;        For the eater&lt;br /&gt;        Under the moon.&lt;br /&gt;And you’ll be fairies soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the cherry pluckt at night,&lt;br /&gt;With the dew of summer swelling,&lt;br /&gt;There’s a juice of pure delight,&lt;br /&gt;Cool, dark, sweet, divinely smelling.&lt;br /&gt;        Merry, merry,&lt;br /&gt;        Take a cherry;&lt;br /&gt;        Mine are sounder,&lt;br /&gt;        Mine are rounder,&lt;br /&gt;        Mine are sweeter&lt;br /&gt;        For the eater&lt;br /&gt;        In the moonlight.&lt;br /&gt;And you’ll be fairies quite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I sound the fairy call,&lt;br /&gt;Gather here in silent meeting,&lt;br /&gt;Chin to knee on the orchard wall,&lt;br /&gt;Cooled with dew and cherries eating.&lt;br /&gt;        Merry, merry,&lt;br /&gt;        Take a cherry;&lt;br /&gt;        Mine are sounder,&lt;br /&gt;        Mine are rounder,&lt;br /&gt;        Mine are sweeter.&lt;br /&gt;        For the eater&lt;br /&gt;        When the dews fall.&lt;br /&gt;And you’ll be fairies all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Robert Graves&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-9126596162338045894?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/9126596162338045894/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=9126596162338045894' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-997003531646990912</id><published>2008-08-12T18:36:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T18:36:19.982+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/2757394990/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3266/2757394990_05e89ec867_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/2757394990/"&gt;Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;She was beautiful as southern skies&lt;br /&gt;The night he met her&lt;br /&gt;She was married to someone&lt;br /&gt;He was doggedly determined that he would get her&lt;br /&gt;He was old, he was young&lt;br /&gt;From time to time hed tip his heart&lt;br /&gt;But each time she withdrew&lt;br /&gt;Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance&lt;br /&gt;Everybody thinks its true&lt;br /&gt;Well eventually the boy and the girl get married&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough they have a son&lt;br /&gt;And though they both were occupied&lt;br /&gt;With the child she carried&lt;br /&gt;Disagreements had begun&lt;br /&gt;And in a while they fell apart&lt;br /&gt;It wasnt hard to do&lt;br /&gt;Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance&lt;br /&gt;Everybody thinks its true&lt;br /&gt;Two disappointed believers&lt;br /&gt;Two people playing the game&lt;br /&gt;Negotiations and love songs&lt;br /&gt;Are often mistaken for one and the same&lt;br /&gt;Now the man and the woman&lt;br /&gt;Remain in contact&lt;br /&gt;Let us say its for the child&lt;br /&gt;With disagreements about the meaning&lt;br /&gt;Of a marriage contract&lt;br /&gt;Conversations hard and wild&lt;br /&gt;But from time to time&lt;br /&gt;He makes her laugh&lt;br /&gt;She cooks a meal or two&lt;br /&gt;Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance&lt;br /&gt;Everybody thinks its true&lt;br /&gt;Everybody loves the sound of a train in the distance&lt;br /&gt;Everybody thinks its true&lt;br /&gt;What is the point of this story&lt;br /&gt;What information pertains&lt;br /&gt;The thought that life could be better&lt;br /&gt;Is woven indelibly&lt;br /&gt;Into our hearts&lt;br /&gt;And our brains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul Simon&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-997003531646990912?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/997003531646990912/comments/default' title='Reacties 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url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3266/2757394990_05e89ec867_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-5268753183595877573</id><published>2008-07-13T22:54:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T22:54:47.536+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A lonely goatherd ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/2663013177/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3204/2663013177_8278287c95_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/2663013177/"&gt;Where are you looking at ?&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maria:&lt;br /&gt;High on a hill was a lonely goatherd&lt;br /&gt;Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo&lt;br /&gt;Loud was the voice of the lonely goatherd&lt;br /&gt;Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folks in a town that was quite remote heard&lt;br /&gt;Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo&lt;br /&gt;Lusty and clear from the goatherd’s throat heard&lt;br /&gt;Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Children:&lt;br /&gt;O ho lay dee odl lee o, o ho lay dee odl ay&lt;br /&gt;O ho lay dee odl lee o, lay dee odl lee o lay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria:&lt;br /&gt;A prince on the bridge of a castle moat heard&lt;br /&gt;Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo&lt;br /&gt;Two Children:&lt;br /&gt;Men on a road with a load to tote heard&lt;br /&gt;Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Children:&lt;br /&gt;Men in the midst of a table d’hote heard&lt;br /&gt;Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo&lt;br /&gt;Maria:&lt;br /&gt;Men drinking beer with the foam afloat heard&lt;br /&gt;Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo (coughs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One little girl in a pale pink coat heard&lt;br /&gt;Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo&lt;br /&gt;Brigitta:&lt;br /&gt;She yodeled back to the lonely goatherd&lt;br /&gt;Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria:&lt;br /&gt;Soon her Mama with a gleaming gloat heard&lt;br /&gt;Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hee hoo&lt;br /&gt;What a duet for a girl and goatherd&lt;br /&gt;Maria and the Children:&lt;br /&gt;Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria and the Children:&lt;br /&gt;Ummm (ummm) . . . &lt;br /&gt;Odl lay ee (odl lay ee)&lt;br /&gt;Odl lay hee hee (odl lay hee hee)&lt;br /&gt;Odl lay ee . . .&lt;br /&gt;. . . yodeling . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brigitta:&lt;br /&gt;One little girl in a pale pink coat heard&lt;br /&gt;Maria:&lt;br /&gt;Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hoo hoo&lt;br /&gt;Brigitta:&lt;br /&gt;She yodeled back to the lonely goatherd&lt;br /&gt;Maria:&lt;br /&gt;Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria:&lt;br /&gt;Soon her Mama with a gleaming gloat heard&lt;br /&gt;Lay ee odl lay ee odl lay hmm hmm&lt;br /&gt;What a duet for a girl and goatherd&lt;br /&gt;Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria and the Children:&lt;br /&gt;Happy are they lay dee olay dee lee o . . .&lt;br /&gt;. . . yodeling . . .&lt;br /&gt;Soon the duet will become a trio&lt;br /&gt;Maria:&lt;br /&gt;Lay ee odl lay ee odl-oo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria (Children):&lt;br /&gt;Odl lay ee, old lay ee (odl lay ee)&lt;br /&gt;Odl lay hee hee, (odl lay hee hee)&lt;br /&gt;Odl lay hee (odl lay hee), &lt;br /&gt;Odl lay odl lee (odl lay odl lee)&lt;br /&gt;Odl lay odl lee(odl lay odi lay)&lt;br /&gt;Odl lay odl lee (odl lay odl lay)&lt;br /&gt;Odl lay odl lay odl lay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the Children:&lt;br /&gt;WHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from: The Sound of Music&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-5268753183595877573?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3204/2663013177_8278287c95_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-1244417365348736917</id><published>2008-03-10T21:19:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T21:19:26.852+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Casa ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/2311830833/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3130/2311830833_b5e178aa13_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/2311830833/"&gt;Detail ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gustavo Adolfo Bécquer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rima LXXXIV. Tu voz es el aliento de las flores...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Casta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu voz es el aliento de las flores,&lt;br /&gt;tu voz es de los cisnes la armonía;&lt;br /&gt;es tu mirada el esplendor del día,&lt;br /&gt;y el color de la rosa es tu color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tú prestas nueva vida y esperanza&lt;br /&gt;a un corazón para el amor ya muerto:&lt;br /&gt;tú creces de mi vida en el desierto&lt;br /&gt;como crece en un páramo la flor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rhyme LXXXIV. Your voice is the breath of flowers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Chastity &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your voice is the breath of flowers,&lt;br /&gt;your voice is the harmony of swans;&lt;br /&gt;the splendor of the day is your glance,&lt;br /&gt;and the color of roses is your color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You lend new life and hope&lt;br /&gt;to a heart that already died for love:&lt;br /&gt;you grow in the desert of my life&lt;br /&gt;like a flower on a bleak plateau. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translated by H. Landman &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/22188517@N05/"&gt;Londeswein&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-1244417365348736917?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/1244417365348736917/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=1244417365348736917' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/1244417365348736917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/1244417365348736917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2008/03/casa.html' title='A Casa ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3130/2311830833_b5e178aa13_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-4993597151566547862</id><published>2008-03-10T20:41:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T20:41:47.256+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Tulips on Old Paper ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/2323121505/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3087/2323121505_22dd14d505_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/2323121505/"&gt;Old Tulips on Old Paper ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Silvia Plath&lt;br /&gt;Tulips (fragments)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Nobody watched me before, now I am watched.&lt;br /&gt;The tulips turn to me, and the window behind me&lt;br /&gt;Where once a day the light slowly widens and slowly thins,&lt;br /&gt;And I see myself, flat, ridiculous, a cut-paper shadow&lt;br /&gt;Between the eye of the sun and the eyes of the tulips,&lt;br /&gt;And I hve no face, I have wanted to efface myself.&lt;br /&gt;The vivid tulips eat my oxygen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before they came the air was calm enough,&lt;br /&gt;Coming and going, breath by breath, without any fuss.&lt;br /&gt;Then the tulips filled it up like a loud noise.&lt;br /&gt;Now the air snags and eddies round them the way a river&lt;br /&gt;Snags and eddies round a sunken rust-red engine.&lt;br /&gt;They concentrate my attention, that was happy&lt;br /&gt;Playing and resting without committing itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The walls, also, seem to be warming themselves.&lt;br /&gt;The tulips should be behind bars like dangerous animals;&lt;br /&gt;They are opening like the mouth of some great African cat,&lt;br /&gt;And I am aware of my heart: it opens and closes&lt;br /&gt;Its bowl of red blooms out of sheer love of me.&lt;br /&gt;The water I taste is warm and salt, like the sea,&lt;br /&gt;And comes from a country far away as health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/22188517@N05/"&gt;Londeswein&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-4993597151566547862?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/4993597151566547862/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=4993597151566547862' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/4993597151566547862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/4993597151566547862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2008/03/old-tulips-on-old-paper.html' title='Old Tulips on Old Paper ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3087/2323121505_22dd14d505_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-5694861997441909873</id><published>2008-03-08T12:29:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T20:53:54.181+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hyacinthus Orientalis ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/2317683301/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3095/2317683301_e6ec7f2af9_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/2317683301/"&gt;Hyacinthus Orientalis ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The menace of the flower&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flower of drowsiness,&lt;br /&gt;lull me but love me not.&lt;br /&gt;How you profuse your perfume,&lt;br /&gt;how overdo your rouge,&lt;br /&gt;flower who kohl your lids&lt;br /&gt;and exhale your soul in the sun!&lt;br /&gt;Flower of drowsiness.&lt;br /&gt;There is one resembles you&lt;br /&gt;in your deceiving blush,&lt;br /&gt;and too because she has&lt;br /&gt;black eyelashes like you.&lt;br /&gt;Flower of drowsiness.&lt;br /&gt;(And I tremble alone to see&lt;br /&gt;your hand in mine,&lt;br /&gt;tremble lest you turn&lt;br /&gt;into a woman one day!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alfonso Reyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Translation by Samuel Beckett&lt;/p&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/22188517@N05/"&gt;Londeswein&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-5694861997441909873?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/5694861997441909873/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=5694861997441909873' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/5694861997441909873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/5694861997441909873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2008/03/hyacinthus-orientalis.html' title='Hyacinthus Orientalis ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3095/2317683301_e6ec7f2af9_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-2104304747685695956</id><published>2008-02-26T08:46:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T20:55:51.587+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I’m going to wrinkle this word ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/2291185050/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2087/2291185050_369e8b4d84_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/2291185050/"&gt;Blue Eye ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I’m going to wrinkle this word, &lt;br /&gt;I’m going to twist it, &lt;br /&gt;yes, &lt;br /&gt;it is much too flat&lt;br /&gt;it is as if a great dog or great river&lt;br /&gt;had passed its tongue or water over it&lt;br /&gt;during many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want that in the word&lt;br /&gt;the roughness is seen&lt;br /&gt;the iron salt&lt;br /&gt;The de-fanged strength &lt;br /&gt;of the land,&lt;br /&gt;the blood &lt;br /&gt;of those who have spoken and those who have not spoken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to see the thirst&lt;br /&gt;Inside the syllables &lt;br /&gt;I want to touch the fire&lt;br /&gt;in the sound:&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel the darkness &lt;br /&gt;of the cry. I want&lt;br /&gt;words as rough&lt;br /&gt;as virgin rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pablo Neruda,poeta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Translated by T.M. Lauth)&lt;/p&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/22188517@N05/"&gt;Londeswein&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-2104304747685695956?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/2104304747685695956/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=2104304747685695956' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/2104304747685695956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/2104304747685695956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-going-to-wrinkle-this-word.html' title='I’m going to wrinkle this word ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2087/2291185050_369e8b4d84_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-5881057489750624386</id><published>2008-02-16T11:34:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T11:34:17.760+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Suzanne ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/2223435013/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2224/2223435013_a4641ecc75_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/2223435013/"&gt;Suzanne ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Suzanne takes you down to her place near the river &lt;br /&gt;You can hear the boats go by &lt;br /&gt;You can spend the night beside her &lt;br /&gt;And you know that she's half crazy &lt;br /&gt;But that's why you want to be there &lt;br /&gt;And she feeds you tea and oranges &lt;br /&gt;That come all the way from China &lt;br /&gt;And just when you mean to tell her &lt;br /&gt;That you have no love to give her &lt;br /&gt;Then she gets you on her wavelength &lt;br /&gt;And she lets the river answer &lt;br /&gt;That you've always been her lover &lt;br /&gt;And you want to travel with her &lt;br /&gt;And you want to travel blind &lt;br /&gt;And you know that she will trust you &lt;br /&gt;For you've touched her perfect body with your mind. &lt;br /&gt;And Jesus was a sailor &lt;br /&gt;When he walked upon the water &lt;br /&gt;And he spent a long time watching &lt;br /&gt;From his lonely wooden tower &lt;br /&gt;And when he knew for certain &lt;br /&gt;Only drowning men could see him &lt;br /&gt;He said "All men will be sailors then &lt;br /&gt;Until the sea shall free them" &lt;br /&gt;But he himself was broken &lt;br /&gt;Long before the sky would open &lt;br /&gt;Forsaken, almost human &lt;br /&gt;He sank beneath your wisdom like a stone &lt;br /&gt;And you want to travel with him &lt;br /&gt;And you want to travel blind &lt;br /&gt;And you think maybe you'll trust him &lt;br /&gt;For he's touched your perfect body with his mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leonard Cohen,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-5881057489750624386?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/5881057489750624386/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=5881057489750624386' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/5881057489750624386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/5881057489750624386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2008/02/suzanne.html' title='Suzanne ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2224/2223435013_a4641ecc75_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-4530603493115904372</id><published>2008-02-13T19:12:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T19:18:08.275+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturdaymorning,</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/2251559299/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2021/2251559299_7053203453_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/2251559299/"&gt;Saturdaymorning,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Nature" is what we see --&lt;br /&gt;The Hill -- the Afternoon --&lt;br /&gt;Squirrel -- Eclipse -- the Bumble bee --&lt;br /&gt;Nay -- Nature is Heaven --&lt;br /&gt;Nature is what we hear --&lt;br /&gt;The Bobolink -- the Sea --&lt;br /&gt;Thunder -- the Cricket --&lt;br /&gt;Nay -- Nature is Harmony --&lt;br /&gt;Nature is what we know --&lt;br /&gt;Yet have no art to say --&lt;br /&gt;So impotent Our Wisdom is&lt;br /&gt;To her Simplicity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(#668) Emily Dickinson&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/22188517@N05/"&gt;londeswein&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-4530603493115904372?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2021/2251559299_7053203453_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-1212159725118717789</id><published>2008-02-11T10:12:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T19:19:40.546+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Red ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/2256798845/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/2256798845_bcccb90891_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/2256798845/"&gt;Red ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ballade de la vie en rouge&lt;br /&gt;Paul Verlaine (1844-1896)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'un toujours vit la vie en rose,&lt;br /&gt;Jeunesse qui n'en finit plus,&lt;br /&gt;Seconde enfance moins morose,&lt;br /&gt;Ni voeux, ni regrets superflus.&lt;br /&gt;Ignorant tout flux et reflux,&lt;br /&gt;Ce sage pour qui rien ne bouge&lt;br /&gt;Règne instinctif: tel un phallus.&lt;br /&gt;Mais moi je vois la vie en rouge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'autre ratiocine et glose&lt;br /&gt;Sur des modes irrésolus,&lt;br /&gt;Soupesant, pesant chaque chose&lt;br /&gt;De mains gourdes aux lourds calus.&lt;br /&gt;Lui faudrait du temps tant et plus&lt;br /&gt;Pour se risquer hors de son bouge.&lt;br /&gt;Le monde est gris à ce reclus.&lt;br /&gt;Mais moi je vois la vie en rouge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lui, cet autre, alentour il ose&lt;br /&gt;Jeter des regards bien voulus,&lt;br /&gt;Mais, sur quoi que son oeil se pose,&lt;br /&gt;Il s'exaspère où tu te plus,&lt;br /&gt;Oeil des philanthropes joufflus;&lt;br /&gt;Tout lui semble noir, vierge ou gouge,&lt;br /&gt;Les hommes, vins bus, livres lus.&lt;br /&gt;Mais moi je vois la vie en rouge.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/22188517@N05/"&gt;londeswein&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-1212159725118717789?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/1212159725118717789/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=1212159725118717789' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/1212159725118717789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/1212159725118717789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2008/02/red.html' title='Red ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2318/2256798845_bcccb90891_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-5578891497629049325</id><published>2008-01-31T22:44:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T22:44:44.795+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vergeet niet te leven ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/2228216199/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2166/2228216199_53df6c76fd_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/2228216199/"&gt;Vergeet niet te leven ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vergeet je niet te leven&lt;br /&gt;dacht ik laatst&lt;br /&gt;de tijd hield stil&lt;br /&gt;een adempauze even&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en als je nu eens zonder haast&lt;br /&gt;buiten de tijd om wil&lt;br /&gt;slagbomen neergelaten&lt;br /&gt;dolgedraaide wijzerplaten&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;onder je door of langs je heen&lt;br /&gt;ze laat voor wat ze zijn en dan&lt;br /&gt;meer lucht en ogen van&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;het goede aardse zien&lt;br /&gt;een beetje ruimte worden en misschien&lt;br /&gt;iets meer gericht alleen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kees hermis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2166/2228216199_53df6c76fd_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-8465560697572550024</id><published>2007-12-02T13:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T13:23:33.027+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Een Verjaardag ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/2075793906/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2037/2075793906_7f80717f97_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/2075793906/"&gt;Healty ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mijn hart is zoals een zingende vogel&lt;br /&gt;wiens hart overloopt van vreugde:&lt;br /&gt;Mijn hart is zoals een appelboom&lt;br /&gt;wiens takken buigen door het rijpe fruit;&lt;br /&gt;Mijn hart is zoals een regenboogschelp&lt;br /&gt;die dobbert op een vredige zee;&lt;br /&gt;Mijn hart is zo gelukkig en fier,&lt;br /&gt;want mijn lief kwam, mijn lief is hier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richt zijden baldakijnen op voor mij;&lt;br /&gt;Versier ze met bont en purperkleuren;&lt;br /&gt;Graveer granaatappels en duiven&lt;br /&gt;en pauwen met honderden ogen;&lt;br /&gt;Borduur ze met filigranen druiven&lt;br /&gt;en met blaren en fleurs-de-lys;&lt;br /&gt;Daar ik de jaardag van mijn leven vier,&lt;br /&gt;want mijn lief kwam, mijn lief is hier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christina Rossetti&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-8465560697572550024?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/8465560697572550024/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=8465560697572550024' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/8465560697572550024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/8465560697572550024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2007/12/een-verjaardag.html' title='Een Verjaardag ...'/><author><name>Berta 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margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/1382997016/"&gt;Raindrops on a white Rose ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens&lt;br /&gt;Bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens&lt;br /&gt;Brown paper packages tied up with strings&lt;br /&gt;These are a few of my favorite things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cream colored ponies and crisp apple streudels&lt;br /&gt;Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles&lt;br /&gt;Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings&lt;br /&gt;These are a few of my favorite things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes&lt;br /&gt;Snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes&lt;br /&gt;Silver white winters that melt into springs&lt;br /&gt;These are a few of my favorite things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the dog bites&lt;br /&gt;When the bee stings&lt;br /&gt;When I'm feeling sad&lt;br /&gt;I simply remember my favorite things&lt;br /&gt;And then I don't feel so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uit: The Sound of Music.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-2770298191658019219?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/2770298191658019219/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=2770298191658019219' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/2770298191658019219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/2770298191658019219'/><link rel='alternate' 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src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1304/1268206526_df908fb3c7_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/1268206526/"&gt;another day @Work, another Girl ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Geef mij je hand&lt;br /&gt;Geef mij ze allebei&lt;br /&gt;en zeg me dan heel even&lt;br /&gt;dat niet kunt leven&lt;br /&gt;zonder mij, zonder mij ...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-8672438022823658823?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/8672438022823658823/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-5160043935280845511</id><published>2007-10-21T22:33:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-21T22:33:12.056+02:00</updated><title type='text'>We'll meet again ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/1677938422/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2401/1677938422_9cd091a68f_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/1677938422/"&gt;We'll meet again ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's say goodbye with a smile, dear,&lt;br /&gt;Just for a while, dear, we must part.&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the parting upset you,&lt;br /&gt;I'll not forget you, sweetheart.&lt;br /&gt;We'll meet again, don't know where, don't know when,&lt;br /&gt;But I know we'll meet again, some sunny day.&lt;br /&gt;Keep smiling through, just like you always do,&lt;br /&gt;'Til the blue skies drive the dark clouds far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So will you please say hello to the folks that I know,&lt;br /&gt;Tell them I won't be long.&lt;br /&gt;They'll be happy to know that as you saw me go,&lt;br /&gt;I was singing this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the rain comes the rainbow,&lt;br /&gt;You'll see the rain go, never fear,&lt;br /&gt;We two can wait for tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to sorrow, my dear.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-5160043935280845511?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/5160043935280845511/comments/default' 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url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2401/1677938422_9cd091a68f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-8260084804619826722</id><published>2007-10-06T09:36:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T09:36:29.213+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Binnen zonder te kloppen ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/1286659721/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1406/1286659721_b190eddd3f_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/1286659721/"&gt;Stairs ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;De straat is grijs&lt;br /&gt;De gracht beneveld&lt;br /&gt;Binnen hou ik het niet uit&lt;br /&gt;Daar denk ik steeds&lt;br /&gt;Aan toen die avond&lt;br /&gt;Ik schrik op van elk geluid&lt;br /&gt;Ik hoor een deur&lt;br /&gt;Open en dichtgaan&lt;br /&gt;Ik hoor het kraken van een tree&lt;br /&gt;En al m'n hoop&lt;br /&gt;Is op de deurknop&lt;br /&gt;Maar die gaat niet benee&lt;br /&gt;Refr.&lt;br /&gt;Ze kwam binnen zonder kloppen&lt;br /&gt;Ze kwam binnen zonder kloppen&lt;br /&gt;Ze kwam binnen&lt;br /&gt;Ze kwam binnen&lt;br /&gt;Ze kwam binnen zonder kloppen&lt;br /&gt;En ging weg zonder een woord&lt;br /&gt;Ik was alleen&lt;br /&gt;En niet gelukkig&lt;br /&gt;Ik brandde langzaam achteruit&lt;br /&gt;En iedere dag&lt;br /&gt;Meer vraag dan antwoord&lt;br /&gt;Een nieuwe krant, een oud geluid&lt;br /&gt;Ik wou dood&lt;br /&gt;Ik wou begraven&lt;br /&gt;Met veel bloemen en bezoek&lt;br /&gt;En opeens&lt;br /&gt;Stond zij daar voor me&lt;br /&gt;Schopte haar schoenen in de hoek&lt;br /&gt;Refr.&lt;br /&gt;De avond valt&lt;br /&gt;In duizend stukken&lt;br /&gt;Op de straten van de stad&lt;br /&gt;Met bonzend hart als wichelroede&lt;br /&gt;Zoek ik mijn verloren schat&lt;br /&gt;Maar het leidt tot niets&lt;br /&gt;Lood om oud ijzer&lt;br /&gt;Welke deur ik ook probeer&lt;br /&gt;Ze zijn dicht&lt;br /&gt;Of ze gaan open&lt;br /&gt;Maar nooit meer, nooit meer, nooit meer als die keer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De Dijk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-8260084804619826722?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/8260084804619826722/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=8260084804619826722' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/8260084804619826722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/8260084804619826722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2007/10/binnen-zonder-te-kloppen.html' title='Binnen zonder te kloppen ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1406/1286659721_b190eddd3f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-2004887104900470455</id><published>2007-09-30T19:54:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T19:54:03.865+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandalay ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/1458438329/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1008/1458438329_e6b9a2d34b_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/1458438329/"&gt;Free Burma ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;By the old Moulmein Pagoda, lookin' lazy at the sea,  &lt;br /&gt;There's a Burma girl a-settin', and I know she thinks o' me;  &lt;br /&gt;For the wind is in the palm-trees, and the temple-bells they say;  &lt;br /&gt;"Come you back, you British Soldier; come you back to Mandalay!" &lt;br /&gt;Come you back to Mandalay,  &lt;br /&gt;Where the old Flotilla lay;  &lt;br /&gt;Can't you 'ear their paddles clunkin' from Rangoon to Mandalay?  &lt;br /&gt;On the road to Mandalay,  &lt;br /&gt;Where the flyin'-fishes play,  &lt;br /&gt;An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China 'crost the Bay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rudyard Kipling&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-2004887104900470455?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/2004887104900470455/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=2004887104900470455' title='3 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/2004887104900470455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/2004887104900470455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2007/09/mandalay.html' title='Mandalay ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1008/1458438329_e6b9a2d34b_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-8124178424390433208</id><published>2007-09-26T22:39:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T22:39:11.595+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragonfly ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/770387033/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1015/770387033_2015bc0330_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/770387033/"&gt;Dragonfly ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will never let you down&lt;br /&gt;I will always be around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the time we are here&lt;br /&gt;We'll see love disappear&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask how&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask why&lt;br /&gt;Just fly, dragonfly&lt;br /&gt;Just fly, dragonfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will never bring you down&lt;br /&gt;I will always stick around&lt;br /&gt;I will heat you&lt;br /&gt;when you're cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the time we have left&lt;br /&gt;We'll raise eyes to the sky&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask how&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask why&lt;br /&gt;Just fly, dragonfly&lt;br /&gt;Just fly, dragonfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask how&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask why&lt;br /&gt;Just fly, dragonfly&lt;br /&gt;Just fly, fly, fly dragonfly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fleetwood Mac&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-8124178424390433208?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/8124178424390433208/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=8124178424390433208' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/8124178424390433208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/8124178424390433208'/><link 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src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1227/1408282844_69a5f7480e_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/1408282844/"&gt;Fran !!!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Niemand heeft je ooit gezien&lt;br /&gt;maar toch ben je van mij.&lt;br /&gt;Niemand heeft je ooit gezien&lt;br /&gt;maar toch ben je bij mij.&lt;br /&gt;Ik wist het allereerst van jouw bestaan.&lt;br /&gt;Je bent vlakbij maar ver nog hier vandaan.&lt;br /&gt;Niemand heeft je ooit gezien&lt;br /&gt;maar toch ben je bij mij.&lt;br /&gt;Hier onder mijn hart begint jouw leven,&lt;br /&gt;hier onder mijn hart groeit het geluk.&lt;br /&gt;Jouw jonge leven en mijn geluk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Helga.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-7597949466826209811?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/7597949466826209811/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=7597949466826209811' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/7597949466826209811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/7597949466826209811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2007/09/fran.html' title='Niemand heeft je ooit gezien ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1227/1408282844_69a5f7480e_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-4918350419695686500</id><published>2007-09-22T14:49:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T14:55:49.476+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Strawberry Fields forever ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/1419659162/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1019/1419659162_efa6e35814_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/1419659162/"&gt;Oooh ...&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Fields forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see.&lt;br /&gt;It's getting hard to be someone but it all works out, it doesn't matter much to me.&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Fields forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one I think is in my tree, I mean it must be high or low.&lt;br /&gt;That is you can't you know tune in but it's all right, that is I think it's not too bad.&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Fields forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always, no sometimes, think it's me, but you know I know when it's a dream.&lt;br /&gt;I think I know I mean a 'Yes' but it's all wrong, that is I think I disagree.&lt;br /&gt;Let me take you down, 'cause I'm going to Strawberry Fields.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing is real and nothing to get hungabout.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Fields forever.&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry Fields forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lennon &amp; McCartney&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-4918350419695686500?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/4918350419695686500/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=4918350419695686500' title='1 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/4918350419695686500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/4918350419695686500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2007/09/oooh.html' title='Strawberry Fields forever ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1019/1419659162_efa6e35814_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-1874544556628307056</id><published>2007-09-19T11:50:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T14:29:42.998+02:00</updated><title type='text'>I think, Autumn is on its way ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;style type="text/css"&gt;.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="flickr-frame"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/1391660806/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1426/1391660806_ecb48c467d.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span class="flickr-caption"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/berta_/1391660806/"&gt;I think, Autumn is on its way ...&lt;/a&gt;, originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/berta_/"&gt;Berta...&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="flickr-yourcomment"&gt; Red leaves blow in the wind&lt;br /&gt;leaving home and everything it's known behind&lt;br /&gt;barren branches wave goodbye&lt;br /&gt;as the red leaves slowly die&lt;br /&gt;every flower stares and watches&lt;br /&gt;as the wind, it takes me away&lt;br /&gt;before the sun, the sun shone upon me&lt;br /&gt;oh now, now the wind, it takes me away&lt;br /&gt;it takes me away, yeah, it takes me away&lt;br /&gt;red leaves falling through the branches&lt;br /&gt;making their way to the ground&lt;br /&gt;blowing by the flowers sleeping&lt;br /&gt;no one knows the leaves are leaving&lt;br /&gt;every flower stares and watches&lt;br /&gt;as the wind takes me away&lt;br /&gt;before the sun, the sun shone upon me&lt;br /&gt;oh now, now the wind takes me away&lt;br /&gt;every flower stares and watches&lt;br /&gt;as the wind, as the wind takes me away, yeah&lt;br /&gt;before the sun, the sun, the sun shone upon me&lt;br /&gt;oh now, now the wind it takes me away!&lt;br /&gt;and every flower stares and watches &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haste The Day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-1874544556628307056?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/1874544556628307056/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=1874544556628307056' title='2 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/1874544556628307056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/1874544556628307056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-think-autumn-is-on-its-way.html' title='I think, Autumn is on its way ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm2.static.flickr.com/1426/1391660806_ecb48c467d_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-4738564686964440562</id><published>2007-09-19T11:42:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T11:42:55.579+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Flickr</title><content type='html'>This is a test post from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/r/testpost"&gt;&lt;img alt="flickr" 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href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2007/09/flickr.html' title='Flickr'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-116609729963952166</id><published>2006-12-14T12:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T19:32:16.770+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancer in the Dark ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2561/2142/1600/678979/dancerinthedark.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2561/2142/320/474201/dancerinthedark.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I've Seen It All"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen it all, I have seen the trees,&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the willow leaves dancing in the breeze&lt;br /&gt;I've seen a man killed by his best friend,&lt;br /&gt;And lives that were over before they were spent.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen what I was - I know what I'll be&lt;br /&gt;I've seen it all - there is no more to see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You haven't seen elephants, kings or Peru!&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy to say I had better to do&lt;br /&gt;What about China? Have you seen the Great Wall?&lt;br /&gt;All walls are great, if the roof doesn't fall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the man you will marry?&lt;br /&gt;The home you will share?&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I really don't care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've never been to Niagara Falls?&lt;br /&gt;I have seen water, its water, that's all...&lt;br /&gt;The Eiffel Tower, the Empire State?&lt;br /&gt;My pulse was as high on my very first date!&lt;br /&gt;Your grandson's hand as he plays with your hair?&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, I really don't care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen it all, I've seen the dark&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the brightness in one little spark.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen what I chose and I've seen what I need,&lt;br /&gt;And that is enough, to want more would be greed.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen what I was and I know what I'll be&lt;br /&gt;I've seen it all - there is no more to see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've seen it all and all you have seen&lt;br /&gt;You can always review on your own little screen&lt;br /&gt;The light and the dark, the big and the small&lt;br /&gt;Just keep in mind - you need no more at all&lt;br /&gt;You've seen what you were and know what you'll be&lt;br /&gt;You've seen it all - there is no more to see!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Björk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-116609729963952166?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/116609729963952166/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=116609729963952166' title='4 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/116609729963952166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/116609729963952166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2006/12/dancer-in-dark.html' title='Dancer in the Dark ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-114778913580549565</id><published>2006-05-16T16:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T08:55:47.906+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vroege Voorjaarsavond ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/1600/avond.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/320/avond.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Het ongelezen boek viel bij hem neder,&lt;br /&gt;Hij streek langs de ogen met een vage hand&lt;br /&gt;En keek naar buiten: 't eerste lenteweder&lt;br /&gt;Betoverde het schemerende land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er was een waas van het aanvanklijk lover&lt;br /&gt;Om het afzonderlijke, zwarte hout,&lt;br /&gt;En iets als zoelte zweemde de' avond over,&lt;br /&gt;Maar waar de wind zijn vleugel sloeg was 't koud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De lenten gingen en de lenten komen,&lt;br /&gt;De wereld is een onverganklijk oord,&lt;br /&gt;Waaraan de harten, eenmaal opgenomen,&lt;br /&gt;Niet meer ontwijken dan door de ene poort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waarom dan zich in dromen te vergeten?&lt;br /&gt;Laat het boek ongelezen. Wie dien 't deert?&lt;br /&gt;Er is maar één ding dat wij zeker weten:&lt;br /&gt;Dat eens de lente ons nimmer wederkeert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J.C. Bloem&lt;br /&gt;(Uit: Verzamelde gedichten&lt;br /&gt;Amsterdam, 2002 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.miwian.nl/pivot/entry.php?id=1744"&gt;DiDi 82: Avond&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-114778913580549565?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/114778913580549565/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=114778913580549565' title='11 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/114778913580549565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/114778913580549565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2006/05/vroege-voorjaarsavond.html' title='Vroege Voorjaarsavond ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-114719383327871747</id><published>2006-05-09T18:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T16:44:32.326+01:00</updated><title type='text'>De drie mogelijkheden van het menselijk denken ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/1600/tomove.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/320/tomove.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Op de fiets gaat alles wel langaam&lt;br /&gt;maar toch nog behoorlijk hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wie heel goed luistert aan een stilstaand&lt;br /&gt;horloge hoort een zacht tikken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waar blijft de tijd: Om daar over na&lt;br /&gt;te denken hebben wij het zwerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rutger Kopland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uit: Alles op de fiets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.miwian.nl/pivot/entry.php?id=1737"&gt;DiDi 81: Fiets&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-114719383327871747?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/114719383327871747/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=114719383327871747' title='12 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/114719383327871747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/114719383327871747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2006/05/de-drie-mogelijkheden-van-het.html' title='De drie mogelijkheden van het menselijk denken ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-114353532874653266</id><published>2006-03-28T10:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T09:37:52.006+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Kinderen die leren lezen ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/1600/opschool.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/320/opschool.1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinderen die leren lezen&lt;br /&gt;zitten in lokalen &lt;br /&gt;uit te rusten van&lt;br /&gt;onrustige verhalen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;er hangt een stilte&lt;br /&gt;zoals tussen auto's&lt;br /&gt;op parkeerterreinen hangt&lt;br /&gt;en tussen bomen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en juf beklimt&lt;br /&gt;het podium&lt;br /&gt;met wit papier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinderen die leren lezen&lt;br /&gt;hangen letters te drogen&lt;br /&gt;aan de wanden van de klas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in de winter steekt&lt;br /&gt;juf de kaarsen aan&lt;br /&gt;en kinderen die leren lezen&lt;br /&gt;mogen zingen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en ze beschilderen papier&lt;br /&gt;met lievelingskleuren&lt;br /&gt;van hun lievelingsdier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinderen die leren lezen&lt;br /&gt;denken aan de slaap&lt;br /&gt;van komende nacht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kees 't Hart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.miwian.nl/didi.html"&gt;DiDi 75: School&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-114353532874653266?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/114353532874653266/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=114353532874653266' title='20 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/114353532874653266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/114353532874653266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2006/03/kinderen-die-leren-lezen.html' title='Kinderen die leren lezen ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-114193423784893861</id><published>2006-03-09T20:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T11:00:03.600+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Market Day in Guernica ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/1600/catchingsunlight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/320/catchingsunlight.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My children played a skipping game&lt;br /&gt;On market day in Guernica&lt;br /&gt;On market day before they came&lt;br /&gt;Before they came to Guernica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I search my soul but cannot start&lt;br /&gt;to find forgiveness in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;My little ones no longer play &lt;br /&gt;In Guernica on market day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father wore his linen suit &lt;br /&gt;On market day in Guernica&lt;br /&gt;He always sold the finest fruit&lt;br /&gt;Before they came to Guernica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now there's no way to let him know&lt;br /&gt;How much I loved and miss him so&lt;br /&gt;I watched as he was blown away&lt;br /&gt;In Guernica on market day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Away&lt;br /&gt;Away&lt;br /&gt;All blown away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie Melua&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-114193423784893861?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/114193423784893861/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=114193423784893861' title='11 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/114193423784893861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/114193423784893861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2006/03/market-day-in-guernica.html' title='Market Day in Guernica ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-113916941230076415</id><published>2006-02-05T20:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T09:11:24.096+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fragile ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/1600/fragile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/320/fragile.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one &lt;br /&gt;Drying in the colour of the evening sun &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away &lt;br /&gt;But something in our minds will always stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps this final act was meant &lt;br /&gt;To clinch a lifetime's argument &lt;br /&gt;That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could &lt;br /&gt;For all those born beneath an angry star &lt;br /&gt;Lest we forget how fragile we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On and on the rain will fall &lt;br /&gt;Like tears from a star, like tears from a star &lt;br /&gt;On and on the rain will say &lt;br /&gt;How fragile we are, how fragile we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On and on the rain will fall &lt;br /&gt;Like tears from a star, like tears from a star &lt;br /&gt;On and on the rain will say &lt;br /&gt;How fragile we are, how fragile we are &lt;br /&gt;How fragile we are, how fragile we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-113916941230076415?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/113916941230076415/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=113916941230076415' title='13 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113916941230076415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113916941230076415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2006/02/fragile.html' title='Fragile ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-113853069514168534</id><published>2006-01-29T11:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T20:42:20.776+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Steen ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/1600/touch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/320/touch.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdriet kit al mijn krachten samen, &lt;br /&gt;zodat ik roerloos word als steen. &lt;br /&gt;Mijn hele wezen wordt materie, &lt;br /&gt;een ondoordringbaar star mysterie, &lt;br /&gt;o sla de rots, opdat ik ween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M. Vasalis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-113853069514168534?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/113853069514168534/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=113853069514168534' title='10 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113853069514168534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113853069514168534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2006/01/steen.html' title='Steen ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-113830841437714433</id><published>2006-01-26T21:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T14:06:12.176+02:00</updated><title type='text'>M ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/1600/M....jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/320/M....jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mocht je me vergeten&lt;br /&gt;wil ik dat&lt;br /&gt;je één ding weet:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Als ik kijk naar de kristalmaan,&lt;br /&gt;de rode tak van trage herfst&lt;br /&gt;bij mijn raam,&lt;br /&gt;als ik, bij het vuur gezeten,&lt;br /&gt;de ongrijpbare as neem&lt;br /&gt;of rimpelig lijf van brandhout,&lt;br /&gt;weet je,&lt;br /&gt;dat alles mij tot jou voert,&lt;br /&gt;alsof alles wat bestaat,&lt;br /&gt;geuren, licht, metalen,&lt;br /&gt;scheepjes zijn die varen&lt;br /&gt;naar jou eilanden&lt;br /&gt;die me verwachten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welnu dan,&lt;br /&gt;als beetje bij beetje&lt;br /&gt;jouw liefde voor mij minder wordt,&lt;br /&gt;zal beetje bij beetje&lt;br /&gt;mijn liefde voor jou minder worden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Als je me plotseling vergeet,&lt;br /&gt;zoek me niet,&lt;br /&gt;want ik zal je reeds vergeten zijn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Als je de wind van vlaggen&lt;br /&gt;die door mijn leven waait&lt;br /&gt;waanzinnig en lang vindt,&lt;br /&gt;en je besluit&lt;br /&gt;me aan de oever te laten&lt;br /&gt;van het hart waarin ik wortel&lt;br /&gt;bedenk&lt;br /&gt;dat op die dag, op dat uur,&lt;br /&gt;ik mijn armen op zal heffen,&lt;br /&gt;dat mijn wortels naar buiten komen&lt;br /&gt;om àndere grond te zoeken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maar als je dag na dag,&lt;br /&gt;uur na uur, voelt&lt;br /&gt;- onverzoenlijk lief -&lt;br /&gt;dat je voor mij bestemd bent,&lt;br /&gt;als, dag na dag, een bloem&lt;br /&gt;aan je lippen ontstijgt&lt;br /&gt;om mij te zoeken,&lt;br /&gt;ach dan, allerliefste,&lt;br /&gt;komt dat vuur weer in mij op,&lt;br /&gt;in mij blust niets&lt;br /&gt;of wordt vergeten,&lt;br /&gt;mijn liefde voedt zich&lt;br /&gt;aan jouw liefde:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zolang je leeft&lt;br /&gt;zal mijn liefde&lt;br /&gt;in jouw armen zijn&lt;br /&gt;zonder mijn armen&lt;br /&gt;te verlaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pablo Neruda (1904-1973)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neneh.nl/gedichtendag2006.htm"&gt;Gedichtendag, Gedichten Galerij 2006&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-113830841437714433?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/113830841437714433/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=113830841437714433' title='11 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113830841437714433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113830841437714433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2006/01/m.html' title='M ....'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-113803625543068970</id><published>2006-01-23T17:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T19:10:50.516+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amsterdam Noord ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/1600/amsterdamnoord.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/320/amsterdamnoord.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ik woon in Amsterdam Noord &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Het is heel saai &lt;br /&gt;geen mens te zien op straat &lt;br /&gt;het lijkt wel een dode straat &lt;br /&gt;je hoort alleen de auto’s langs rijden &lt;br /&gt;en af en toe wat muziek &lt;br /&gt;iedereen blijft in zijn huis &lt;br /&gt;ik woon in Amsterdam Noord &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;een paar straten verderop &lt;br /&gt;heb je een voetbalveld &lt;br /&gt;daar is het altijd druk &lt;br /&gt;jongeren hangen daar altijd uit &lt;br /&gt;voetballen is het enige dat je kan doen &lt;br /&gt;ik woon in Amsterdam Noord &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruno Silva Ferreira &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.schoolderpoezie.nl/?pid=home"&gt;School der Poëzie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-113803625543068970?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/113803625543068970/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=113803625543068970' title='6 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113803625543068970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113803625543068970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2006/01/amsterdam-noord.html' title='Amsterdam Noord ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-113793362577916452</id><published>2006-01-22T13:36:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T13:42:45.506+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Balling ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/1600/vogelvrouw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/320/vogelvrouw.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ik ben een balling - &lt;br /&gt;maar als de vogelwig &lt;br /&gt;in de blauwzwarte lentenacht &lt;br /&gt;krijsend langs de hemel trekt &lt;br /&gt;is het of mij een boodschap bereikt &lt;br /&gt;uit mijn echte vaderland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tove Meyer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-113793362577916452?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/113793362577916452/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=113793362577916452' title='3 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113793362577916452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113793362577916452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2006/01/balling.html' title='Balling ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-113775784405473399</id><published>2006-01-20T12:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T13:11:13.960+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/1600/pink3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/320/pink3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We lock evening clouds outside the low door&lt;br /&gt;and watch a gray gull angle&lt;br /&gt;over the wild strawberry field and head straight north&lt;br /&gt;We observe the quiet breeze&lt;br /&gt;unable to move a pink hibiscus... maybe&lt;br /&gt;it’s not a breeze: ‘If the hibiscus doesn’t move&lt;br /&gt;how can you tell there is a quiet breeze?’&lt;br /&gt;‘Sit tight. You be the hibiscus, I’ll be the breeze’&lt;br /&gt;She shakes her head coyly like pink twilight&lt;br /&gt;listening to the promise of quiet brushing&lt;br /&gt;across her fair arms and shoulders, her&lt;br /&gt;collar and hair. Entering the dark&lt;br /&gt;I see a firefly coming in from outside&lt;br /&gt;stealthily, intentionally, it flits over her ankles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yang Mu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photofriday.com/"&gt;Photofriday&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-113775784405473399?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/113775784405473399/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=113775784405473399' title='6 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113775784405473399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113775784405473399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2006/01/pink.html' title='Pink ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-113771906064180934</id><published>2006-01-20T02:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T12:00:56.656+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dansen ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/1600/dansen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/320/dansen.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ik heb verleupig wir genog geproat&lt;br /&gt;ik heb 't allemoal gezeen allemoal gehad&lt;br /&gt;ik wil danse&lt;br /&gt;danse met ow&lt;br /&gt;vul te lang ni mej gedoan&lt;br /&gt;ik heb vul te lang in de oave gestoan&lt;br /&gt;ik wil danse&lt;br /&gt;danse met ow&lt;br /&gt;refrein: steeds mar door sneller oaver de vloor&lt;br /&gt;ik wil danse&lt;br /&gt;sneller rond met de bien van de grond&lt;br /&gt;ik wil danse&lt;br /&gt;danse met ow&lt;br /&gt;ik hal op met zeuke d'r is ni mier&lt;br /&gt;'t wuurd noeit mier zo moej als d'n ierste kier&lt;br /&gt;ik wil danse&lt;br /&gt;danse met ow&lt;br /&gt;ik heb 't allemoal gehad, allemaol gezeen&lt;br /&gt;ik wil terug nar af ik begin bej 't begeen&lt;br /&gt;ik wil danse&lt;br /&gt;danse met ow&lt;br /&gt;refrein&lt;br /&gt;refrein&lt;br /&gt;ik heb verleupig wir genog geproat&lt;br /&gt;ik heb 't allemoal gezeen allemoal gehad&lt;br /&gt;ik wil danse&lt;br /&gt;danse met ow&lt;br /&gt;vul te lang ni mej gedoan&lt;br /&gt;ik heb vul te lang in de oave gestoan&lt;br /&gt;ik wil danse&lt;br /&gt;danse met ow ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rowene Heze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.miwian.nl/didi.html"&gt;DiDi 65&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-113771906064180934?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/113771906064180934/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=113771906064180934' title='6 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113771906064180934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113771906064180934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2006/01/dansen.html' title='Dansen ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-113768677901254871</id><published>2006-01-19T17:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T17:06:19.013+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wit ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/1600/wit.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/320/wit.3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je brief gekregen&lt;br /&gt;een beetje kapot&lt;br /&gt;van het stukje wit&lt;br /&gt;tussen twee zinnen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hier stokte je stem&lt;br /&gt;begaf je adem&lt;br /&gt;zat ik naast je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Het mooiste in je brief&lt;br /&gt;is het stukje zwijgen&lt;br /&gt;tussen twee zinnen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gil vander Heyden&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-113768677901254871?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/113768677901254871/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=113768677901254871' title='2 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113768677901254871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113768677901254871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2006/01/wit_113768677901254871.html' title='Wit ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-113768649279933497</id><published>2006-01-19T17:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T17:02:17.956+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Souvenir ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/1600/shell.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/320/shell.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ga je naar het strand?&lt;br /&gt;Mag ik, als je terugkomt&lt;br /&gt;Het zand uit je schoenen&lt;br /&gt;voor de bodem van mijn aquarium?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K Schippers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-113768649279933497?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/113768649279933497/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=113768649279933497' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113768649279933497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113768649279933497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2006/01/souvenir.html' title='Souvenir ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-113768639629455810</id><published>2006-01-19T16:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T16:59:56.296+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Januarizon ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/1600/JanuarySun.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/320/JanuarySun.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Januarizon &lt;br /&gt;gaat binnen 'n verdord blad &lt;br /&gt;een gouden stilte ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-113768639629455810?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/113768639629455810/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=113768639629455810' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113768639629455810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113768639629455810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2006/01/januarizon.html' title='Januarizon ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-113768590625917139</id><published>2006-01-19T16:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T16:51:46.260+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ik ook ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/1600/young.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/320/young.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omdat jij wist dat ík het was&lt;br /&gt;En niet jouw laatste liefde, de knapste van de klas&lt;br /&gt;Omdat jij blozend voor me stond, naïef en van de kook&lt;br /&gt;Omdat jij smoorverliefd was, daarom was ik het ook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omdat je bij me blijven wou, ondanks mijn bot gedrag&lt;br /&gt;Die vrijgezellendrift gepikt hebt, elke dag&lt;br /&gt;Omdat je maling aan de mensen had, aan geroddel en gestook&lt;br /&gt;Omdat jij zo graag trouwen wou, daarom wou ik het ook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omdat je door bleef vechten, op het randje van de dood&lt;br /&gt;De vrede, teder leven, in je armen sloot&lt;br /&gt;Omdat je onomwonden het huwelijksbed in dook&lt;br /&gt;Omdat jij zo graag kinderen wou, daarom kreeg ik ze ook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omdat je leven kunt met mij zoals ik ben&lt;br /&gt;Omdat jij altijd anders bent dan ik denk dat ik jou ken&lt;br /&gt;Omdat jij jouw heilig vuur niet verstikken laat in rook&lt;br /&gt;Omdat jij weet wat liefde is, daarom weet ik het ook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freek de Jonge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-113768590625917139?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/113768590625917139/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=113768590625917139' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113768590625917139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113768590625917139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2006/01/ik-ook.html' title='Ik ook ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-113768629027341789</id><published>2006-01-19T13:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T16:58:10.273+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Whisper ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/1600/whisper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/320/whisper.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried for you &lt;br /&gt;When the sky cried for you &lt;br /&gt;And when you went &lt;br /&gt;I became a hopeless drifter &lt;br /&gt;But this life was not for you &lt;br /&gt;Though I learned from you &lt;br /&gt;That beauty need only be a whisper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katie Melua&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-113768629027341789?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/113768629027341789/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=113768629027341789' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113768629027341789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113768629027341789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2006/01/whisper.html' title='Whisper ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-113768619043896290</id><published>2006-01-19T13:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T17:04:27.673+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Zeewaarts ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/1600/dunes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/320/dunes.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zeewaarts gezegd &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De zee is trots op haar duinen. &lt;br /&gt;Brekensgereed houdt zij de duinen bestendig. &lt;br /&gt;Zij heeft haar kusten lief en kust ze. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De zee plant zich voort in het water. &lt;br /&gt;De zee is voedzaam als een rijpe boomgaard. &lt;br /&gt;Zij is de moeder van de grootste sterren. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De zee is een regen van goedheid, &lt;br /&gt;beken het maar, zij is onmisbaar. &lt;br /&gt;De zee blijft zoals altijd altoos vrede, &lt;br /&gt;want in zee werd nog niemand mishandeld. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul Snoek&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-113768619043896290?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/113768619043896290/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=113768619043896290' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113768619043896290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113768619043896290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2006/01/zeewaarts.html' title='Zeewaarts ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21201513.post-113768608459430939</id><published>2006-01-19T13:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T16:54:44.593+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Licht ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/1600/light.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2561/2142/320/light.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gelukkig dat &lt;br /&gt;Het licht bestaat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en dat het met &lt;br /&gt;me doet en praat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en dat ik weet &lt;br /&gt;dat ik er vandaan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kom, van het licht &lt;br /&gt;of hoe dat heet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hans Andreus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21201513-113768608459430939?l=bertafotolog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/feeds/113768608459430939/comments/default' title='Reacties plaatsen'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21201513&amp;postID=113768608459430939' title='0 reacties'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113768608459430939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21201513/posts/default/113768608459430939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bertafotolog.blogspot.com/2006/01/licht.html' title='Licht ...'/><author><name>Berta ...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04823249029877142098</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xJ3qdfwDfdk/TO_sVY3QnoI/AAAAAAAAAB8/e1xc_-DfrU0/S220/IMG_3962zw.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
