In minutes everything can change, the clouds have their own competition in the sky. Who is fastest and who drops the most water. The wind move the sand, a dance , but painful against my bare legs. I wonder, if I would hold up a piece of paper would nature paint it for me? or perhaps just mark it.. could I hold on to it, or would nature take it.. or is nature keeping it…  was it ever mine.. Walking away from Kijkduin, heading for The Hague ( Den Haag), How did artist paint the storm?

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