Lavender Night

The Grand Place in Brussels is busy as usual but the scent of lavender is bringing a special charm. The entire square is covered with a field of lavender surounded by olive trees. Fete de Provence en Bruxelles. 

The color of the night

Brussels European quarter in the heat of the summer night. 

Free to Rave

Bar mirror reflection during a steamy port city party at a seafront club. 

Wind factor

One of a portrait series I may call Couleur Cafe. 

The green brick road

Wizards or not the younger crowd at Knokke seams to enjoy the huge slab stone tidal/storm tunels that protect the beach. 

Evening at the beach

Knokke Heist on the Flemish end of the Belgian coast. A great day of sun and sea, with just the right breeze. Next time we will take our bikes and ride north towards the sea-dunes and marshland reservation. 

14 C

That is not to bad for the North Sea in the coldest early summer ever recorded. Many thanks to the Gulf Stream. But then again it was darn cold. We did swim repeatedly to the dismay of the locals that I previously believed far more adapted to the harshness of their north western European climate. 

Anti VB

Those that follow Belgian and in particular Flemish politics will know the rather obvious hint 

A message and A TEAR

Stealing snapshots on the Belgian beach 

Knokke Men's Shop

This may well not be South of France - as some even pretend calling Knokke the Belgian Saint Tropez - buth there is certainly a bit of the atmosphere: glorias girls and matching cars.