As an inspector of the very rare Dutch breed of Drenthen Heathsheep, I travel all over the country. There are still some herds in the 'homeland' Drenthe. It's a beautiful, very well preserved province with big area's covered with heather wich colors the land all purple in Summer/Autumn. I just love to go there. These sheep are specially 'designed' for maintaining the rough country, for they'll eat anything but heather. 
it was a rainy day, so there was not much light. At right the Westerschelde, at left the big Northsea, in between two shores, I took this pic for thee. 
of a restored windmill, that gave me quite a kick. We have lots of them and so many still in use, As you see yourself, it's inspiration for the muse. 
not colorful yet beautiful, as I have hardly seen. The forests in the distance, harbouring the deer, land of ancient tales, told by the locals here. 
at right a boat is sailing, this is the land I love. This is so typical Dutch, I need to share with you, I'm sure when you were here, you would love it too. 
watching cars go by and it just seemed so right. This is the land of sheep, alive or carved in stone, they put the two together, so he won't feel all alone. 
this is what the sheep are for, to preserve what once was. Then a few years later, it's heather that you will see, displaying all it's beauty, for people like you and me. 
this is typical heathenland, described in many rhyme. Wandering with his sheep, the herder and his flock, over outstretched land, assisted by his working dog. 
to see if it fits the profile, a whole days work at least. And this is not the only herd, we saw these days a few, threehundred miles I drove, to give you any clue. 
living of the land and sheep, it all seems very neat. Don't be mistaken though, their life was a living hell, if they had some food tomorrow, they could never tell. 
showed you little of my country, hope you loved it too. After threehundred miles, I'm glad I'm home again, but if I take another trip, I will give you notice when.
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