Cycled down to fitness today and drove through the Delftse Hout a small, well not for Dutch standards, park on the outskirts of the city.
Maybe it was my four months in Zimbabwe, but I was really appreciating nature with the green bush, the many birds and the hordes of near-naked sunbathers.

And when cycling back, I halted for a couple of minutes on Delft’s market square, watching a big cat (with collar) trying to hunt pigeons, in front of the Nieuwe Kerk.

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