We were already here, but we were with a tour and therefore under time constraints. I lost Debby and spent ages looking for her. We really needed to go back and take our time.
Although these windmills have been relocated from other parts of the country, they really do give you a sense of what must have been like in the past.
Wooden shoes come in many different styles.
A jewel encrusted wooden shoe seems appropriate.
Some people actually live in these little homes.
It must be odd to be completely surrounded by tourists.
Small cruise boats dock right by the windmills.
I need to work on the art of selfies.
While we were out looking at windmills, a baby was born. The little white lamb was literally "born yesterday." It was male, so they couldn't call him Lily. They called him Jim.
When the male swan spotted the new lamb, he approached and threatened. The ewe stood her ground and the swan walked right on by. The female swan is nesting nearby and Lia believes that any white animal is a threat.
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