Sadly, this particular street wasn’t in the sun the day I took this photo, nor is there any sun to be seen today. Yet that is precisely why I chose this photo for today. It’s the literary hope for things to come. On such a wet, miserable day as it is today, the dream of spring sunshine seems like exactly that: a dream.
This bit of wall art/poetry translates roughly to:
A street in the sun, and from an open window, your favorite music
There was no music at all that day, but the open window was still a nice touch. It’s certainly a lovely thought that brings to mind warm, happy, summer days. There are other buildings in that general block near the Wittevrouwensingel that have further bits of writing.
This one says:
It was the morning
it was light
The sun rose
and we looked out
over the back gardens
of the city
it was summer
Unfortunately, I can’t make out the last line, but it’s still lovely. Dream on!