Spring

Alright, I take it all back about the rain. This weekend Irmie and I left the girls with their Oma and Opa and headed out east to Ommen where we stayed in the family vacation house of our friend Wietske.
Saturday was a little cloudy but Sunday was just wall-to-wall blue skies. The region is dotted with all these beautiful little thatched farm buildings. Barely a farmer in sight, of course, they're nearly all inhabited by yuppies who renovate them like the one pictured here. The real farmers knocked down the drafty old places and replaced them with ugly new ones, parked their Mercedes outside and surrounded them with corrugated iron sheds and piles of stinking manure.