While waiting for Ger Apeldoorn last week, I took this picture of the sky. Sometimes…
Amsterdam, 8:35 am
Before getting in to the tram I looked up at a beautiful sky, something I do not do often enough. The sky is like an ever-changing canvas, displaying a different painting every moment. Half a day later, it looked the opposite of this picture, when dark rain clouds poured down their contents upon the city.
