Yesterday we were on the way to the tulip fields in the North East polder with endless wind turbines on the dike. I don't drive so I can make photos of the ride.
Sometimes the road raises up and changes into a bridge.
Passing farmlands with cows in the open air after a winter staying in stables.
A farmer busy ploughing the land.
Huh? Don't know what the Eiffel tower is doing here.
It seems we are to early at the tulip fields, not much blooming yet.
A bit colour at last.
Well this is red isn't it?