Month November 2025

A quick shot from Leyenbroekerweg in Sittard…

A shot of me standing in front of the beach in Westkapelle, Netherlands. Wind in my face. Sand everywhere. Cold… but what a day.

Perfect evening? Absolutelly!  I couldn’t wish for better light.  No wind…  The boats barely moved. The water looked like glass…  No rush. No noise. No stress.  Amazing evening!

“Every time you skip a session, you’re delaying your growth. Showing up, even imperfectly, is better than not at all.”

A photo from my morning walk in Stadspark, Sittard.

Took this one years ago while mountain biking around Kollenberg. On the way home I spotted this magnificent tree. The light was perfect. Took few shots and BOOM! A shot that stays in my mind whenever the autumn is in…

Maybe one day with a better lens, I might get a good shot.

A shot from our football session

7:13 a.m. — Love shooting at this hour, just before the sun comes up. It’s peaceful, it’s beautiful out there!

Thousands of shots. But this one… this one stuck. Something about the colors. The quiet. The air… It’s not perfect — but it’s real!  Funny thing is, I almost left my camera at home that day. Went for a short…

Fog. Silence. Light. Nothing else needed!  Sometimes the world looks so perfect it feels staged. But it’s not. It’s just nature doing what it does when you decide to show up early enough.

I rode past Watersley that morning and the colors stopped me cold. The trees were on fire, the air crisp… one of those moments you know won’t last long. The view was too big for one frame, so I shot…

A photograph of a bird watcher who came to Kollenberg in Sittard to watch the sunrise… Just like me, he was there to take in that magnificent morning light.

We got lucky that week in Port Zélande… Five straight days of clear skies. On the second evening, we walked down to the beach. The air was still, the sky turning gold. We didn’t say much — just watched the…

Most people sleep through the best part of the day. That quiet moment before the world wakes up… when the air bites a little, and the sun slowly starts painting everything gold. We got up before dawn. Walked down to…