tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16564328608973057002012-02-17T05:16:34.022+01:00moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.comBlogger361100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-83622096450713382592009-02-27T19:12:00.006+01:002009-02-27T19:21:24.109+01:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/SagvBLC81UI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ZP_qE6_Vkfc/s1600-h/DSCN2816.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307543858047669570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/SagvBLC81UI/AAAAAAAAAOM/ZP_qE6_Vkfc/s400/DSCN2816.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/Saguz927x-I/AAAAAAAAAOE/Pv6C0jwbo-Y/s1600-h/DSCN2809.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307543631169308642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/Saguz927x-I/AAAAAAAAAOE/Pv6C0jwbo-Y/s400/DSCN2809.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/SaguPj0KwgI/AAAAAAAAAN8/jwA24RermF4/s1600-h/DSCN2832.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307543005703094786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/SaguPj0KwgI/AAAAAAAAAN8/jwA24RermF4/s400/DSCN2832.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/Sagt8eRw2TI/AAAAAAAAAN0/E7NZkP5P8uk/s1600-h/DSCN2835.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307542677799098674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/Sagt8eRw2TI/AAAAAAAAAN0/E7NZkP5P8uk/s400/DSCN2835.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div>het wordt tijd om afscheid te nemen van 2008 met enkele sfeerfoto's van het eindejaar</div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-8362209645071338259?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-25811083165674664422008-05-17T19:57:00.005+02:002008-05-17T20:27:14.323+02:00<p align="center"><object width="341" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-912ca5be895e2cb2" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D912ca5be895e2cb2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333360518%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D19F67650871238A4AC321B93207BFC566D8CEE74.278510FD9BD595DF11EADF974D557438520FC752%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D912ca5be895e2cb2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-RoI4nEWS8hKlbuZpViEnKbvb7s&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="341" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D912ca5be895e2cb2%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1333360518%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D19F67650871238A4AC321B93207BFC566D8CEE74.278510FD9BD595DF11EADF974D557438520FC752%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D912ca5be895e2cb2%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D-RoI4nEWS8hKlbuZpViEnKbvb7s&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object></p><p align="center">na alle foto's en teksten wil men soms al eens iets anders</p><p align="center">Deze video van een heerlijk gastronomisch weekend in de Ardennen samen met mijn oudste zoon Eric en zijn vrouw Veronique blijft een mooie herinnering...</p><p align="center">.....met leuke momenten en vele keren.....</p><p align="center">de slappe lach</p><p align="center"> </p><p align="center">Jean-Pierre mijn echtgenoot was natuurlijk ook aanwezig en hoe hij champagne in de dakgoot ontdekte blijft voor ons een hilarische moment en voor alle anderen.......</p><p align="center">een onoplosbaar geheim</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-2581108316567466442?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-45799835559887623602008-05-15T20:59:00.003+02:002008-05-15T21:22:04.962+02:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/SCyI5BrZF5I/AAAAAAAAAJA/gJKR4bUeNyk/s1600-h/DSCN1899.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200682182990436242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/SCyI5BrZF5I/AAAAAAAAAJA/gJKR4bUeNyk/s320/DSCN1899.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />mijn glazen bol<br />staat op de kast<br />toekomst heden verleden<br />in een glazen bol<br />op de kast<br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">mijn eerste woord</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">mijn eerste traan mijn eerste stap mijn eerste baan</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">ze zitten er nog allemaal in</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">met mijn gedachten </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;">als bindingsdraad</span></div>heden en verleden<br />in de glazen bol<br />op de kast<br />een gouden golf<br />licht alles op<br />prachtige glinstersneeuw<br /><div align="right">de toekomst viert reeds feest</div><div align="right">in mijn glazen bol</div><div align="right">als een geheimzinnig sprookje</div><div align="right">een uitdaging voor een </div><div align="right">nieuwgierige geest </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-4579983555988762360?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-7964002325667109012008-05-12T18:13:00.003+02:002008-05-12T18:32:45.130+02:00<div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/SCht0BrZF4I/AAAAAAAAAI4/7RLfi9tpqHQ/s1600-h/DSCN1889.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199526510370297730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/SCht0BrZF4I/AAAAAAAAAI4/7RLfi9tpqHQ/s400/DSCN1889.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc00;">als men vroeger denkt</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc00;">denkt men terug</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc00;">aan een verleden</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc00;">dat overging in een zucht</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc00;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc00;">het lijkt of de zon altijd scheen</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc00;">nergens was er toen verdriet</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc00;">elke dag was een feest</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc00;">toen schreef ik van liefde</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc00;">geluk en de maan</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#ffcc00;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;">doch vrees ik voor de echtheid</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;">van dit verhaal<br /></span></div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-796400232566710901?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-58775275542456349372008-03-29T17:04:00.001+01:002008-03-29T17:11:38.663+01:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R-5o3-9quNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/itpD-mdQ9yA/s1600-h/DSCN1809.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183195532153764050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R-5o3-9quNI/AAAAAAAAAIs/itpD-mdQ9yA/s400/DSCN1809.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>...een mooie paasbloem...moest buigen...voor het laatste wintergeweld...</em></span><br /><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-5877527554245634937?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-18052455361312445992008-03-29T15:55:00.000+01:002008-03-29T16:32:36.580+01:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R-5avO9quMI/AAAAAAAAAIk/w60jTMG_UyQ/s1600-h/DSCN1807.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183179988667119810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R-5avO9quMI/AAAAAAAAAIk/w60jTMG_UyQ/s200/DSCN1807.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R-5aTO9quLI/AAAAAAAAAIc/qtfeS4AI5wI/s1600-h/DSCN1821.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183179507630782642" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R-5aTO9quLI/AAAAAAAAAIc/qtfeS4AI5wI/s200/DSCN1821.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="left">de lucht toverde bij nacht</div><div align="left">de vale ochtendlucht</div><div align="left">tot vele zachte vlokken</div><div align="left">een witte dikke kwast</div><div align="left">zwaait vrolijk en uitbundig</div><div align="left">over de verbaasde natuur</div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center">de bloeiende lente</div><div align="center">geschrokken van het witte geweld</div><div align="center">verbergt vlug bloem en groen</div><div align="center">zoekt voorzichtig evenwicht</div><div align="center">verlegen kleurend</div><div align="center">onder een gekke witte hoed</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="right">gelaten strekt de tuin zich uit</div><div align="right">rust onder de zware last</div><div align="right">lentesprieten dommelen in</div><div align="right">zij slapen en wachten</div><div align="right"></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">wachten en weten</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">dat het maar voor even is</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></div><div align="right"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-1805245536131244599?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-78454907812525516462008-03-20T15:14:00.000+01:002008-03-20T15:31:30.747+01:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R-Jyju9quKI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ngOlNY3qw28/s1600-h/DSCN1020.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179828479657162914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R-Jyju9quKI/AAAAAAAAAIU/ngOlNY3qw28/s200/DSCN1020.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>gisteren was de werel <strong>mooi</strong></div><div>vandaag</div><div>is gisteren na een dag of twee</div><div>telkens</div><div>een<strong> mooie</strong> vervlogen droom</div><div>een aangenaam</div><div> </div><div><strong>VERLEDEN</strong></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-7845490781252551646?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-47099035251864930422008-03-20T14:53:00.000+01:002008-03-20T15:10:00.782+01:00<div align="left"><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R-Jtv-9quJI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Z_LVlRi8IlQ/s1600-h/DSCN1593.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179823192552421522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R-Jtv-9quJI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Z_LVlRi8IlQ/s200/DSCN1593.JPG" border="0" /></a> doe een dansje<br />zing een lachje<br />droom een zon<br />draai ze om en om<br />ze is voor u voor u alleen<br />verpakt in een blauwe lucht<br />en een witte wolkenstrik<br />schilder bomen zonder fatsoen<br />laat ze waaien door het groen<br />droom uw wereld in een onrijp bos<br />laat de teugels van de vogels los </div><div align="center"><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">doe een dansje<br />zing een lachje<br />vang de zon<br />elke dag weerom</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-4709903525186493042?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-31680808559474067132008-03-20T14:31:00.000+01:002008-03-20T14:53:19.418+01:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R-JpnO9quII/AAAAAAAAAIE/teb9SJXRgxk/s1600-h/DSCN0743.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179818644182055042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R-JpnO9quII/AAAAAAAAAIE/teb9SJXRgxk/s320/DSCN0743.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>vlieg vlieg vlinder vlieg</div><div>in vreugde en in verdriet</div><div>soms lijkt de zon ver weg</div><div>soms komen de tranen in bed</div><div>doch vlieg door de lucht</div><div>zie geuren en kleuren</div><div>een andere wereld</div><div>een andere vlucht</div><div><span style="color:#3366ff;"><strong>blauw in de beken</strong></span></div><div><span style="color:#33ff33;">groen in de lucht</span></div><div>het doet er niet toe </div><div>want ergens wacht het geluk</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-3168080855947406713?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-52809953926200864752008-03-20T14:17:00.000+01:002008-03-20T14:31:13.098+01:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R-JkmO9quHI/AAAAAAAAAH8/o4cc6_WEbPU/s1600-h/DSCN0709.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179813129444046962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R-JkmO9quHI/AAAAAAAAAH8/o4cc6_WEbPU/s200/DSCN0709.JPG" border="0" /></a> een<span style="font-size:130%;"> gesloten</span> doos<br />gebonden<br />dicht verbonden<br />een <span style="font-size:130%;">ontdekking</span> voor later<br />een spiegel als water<br />mijn droom in een doos<br />met grote kijkers en<br /><span style="font-size:130%;">monden dicht</span><br /><div align="center">ik ben nog <span style="font-size:130%;">gesloten</span></div><div align="center">ik voel mij nog licht</div><div align="center">misschien later</div><div align="center">een <span style="font-size:130%;">scheurtje</span> een </div><div align="center">onoplettend gebaar</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">reik</span> mij dan vlug een<span style="font-size:130%;"> hand</span></div><div align="center">een arm een oog een oor</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="right">voor die grote stap</div><div align="right">die hele grote stap</div><div align="right">uit mijn veilige </div><div align="right"> </div><div align="right"><span style="font-size:130%;">KINDERDOOS</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-5280995392620086475?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-1003270381647045192008-03-20T13:00:00.000+01:002008-03-20T13:16:58.391+01:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R-JSju9quGI/AAAAAAAAAH0/5-xvL8mieZk/s1600-h/DSCN1740.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179793295285074018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R-JSju9quGI/AAAAAAAAAH0/5-xvL8mieZk/s320/DSCN1740.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>waar bergt men een ongelukkig kind</div><div>in de onderste lade</div><div>in de bovenste lade</div><div>in het open rek</div><div>of de gesloten keukenkast</div><div>misschien de tranen in de suikerpot</div><div>de vergeten lachjes in de frigobox</div><div>de vochtige handjes</div><div>wegspoelen met het vergiet</div><div>en het gebogen lijfje in de voorraaddoos</div><div>zodat men niets meer ziet</div><div></div><div align="right">zijn we met zijn allen gek?</div><div align="right">misschien,ik snap het zeker niet</div><div align="right">met velen liggen ze op het gesloten rek</div><div align="right">niemand kijkt,niemand opent stiekem</div><div align="right">de kast</div><div align="right">want dan krijgt men een ongelukkig</div><div align="right">kind tot last</div><div align="right">uitstellen dan maar</div><div align="right">misschien tot de grote schoonmaak</div><div align="right">volgend jaar</div><div align="right"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;">misschien............</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-100327038164704519?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-68323726714506094022008-03-19T14:52:00.000+01:002008-03-19T15:02:32.923+01:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R-EbMEwvThI/AAAAAAAAAHs/l8a0qk0_c70/s1600-h/IMAG1206.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179450940703329810" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R-EbMEwvThI/AAAAAAAAAHs/l8a0qk0_c70/s200/IMAG1206.JPG" border="0" /></a> een blad<br />een bloem<br />de maan<br />in groen<br /><br /><span style="color:#ffcc66;">een kus</span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc66;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc66;">een lach</span><br /><br />toen ik je zag<br />een rit met twee<br />dan weer alleen<br />een droom vannacht<br /><div align="right">van jou en mij </div><div align="right">van mij en jou</div>hoera voor de liefde<br />hoera voor de maan<br /><div align="center">het één maakt me </div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;">blij</span></div><div align="center">het ander</div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;">dwaas</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-6832372671450609402?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-78914834472529460682008-03-19T13:15:00.000+01:002008-03-19T13:27:51.864+01:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R-EFCUwvTdI/AAAAAAAAAHE/-Ax5ldyFqVQ/s1600-h/DSCN0758.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179426583943794130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R-EFCUwvTdI/AAAAAAAAAHE/-Ax5ldyFqVQ/s320/DSCN0758.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">gisteren kwam er een vogel</div><div align="center">die floot in mijn oor</div><div align="center">een vrolijk liedje</div><div align="center">dat ik nog nooit had gehoord</div><div align="center">een liedje van plezier</div><div align="center">dans en geluk</div><div align="center">een liedje van verdriet</div><div align="center">heel heel zacht</div><div align="center">soms klinken alle liedjes</div><div align="center">in eenheid met elkaar</div><div align="center">soms moet men zoeken </div><div align="center">naar de rode draad van het</div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">verhaal</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-7891483447252946068?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-11263800316170733422008-03-19T12:16:00.000+01:002008-03-20T14:17:49.816+01:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R-D5IEwvTYI/AAAAAAAAAGc/22AuF2rnG18/s1600-h/DSCN0557.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179413488588508546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R-D5IEwvTYI/AAAAAAAAAGc/22AuF2rnG18/s200/DSCN0557.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div>je bent een sprookje</div><br /><div>een droom</div><br /><div>een zuchtje wind</div><br /><div>een pluizebol in de volle zon</div><br /><div>een kevertje in de regenton</div><br /><div>duizend grassprietjes fluisteren stil</div><br /><div>kom hier mijn zoete-dromen-KIND</div><br /><div>stralend gelukkige lach</div><br /><div>dwarrelende regendruppels zo zacht</div><br /><div>een groeiend wervelend mensenkind</div><br /><div>een zoekende warme lentewind</div><br /><div>een vlinder op een bloem</div><br /><div>een zoetsmakende</div><br /><div>klinkende</div><br /><div>zoen</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-1126380031617073342?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-46121998801881282582008-01-09T16:04:00.000+01:002008-01-09T16:09:40.659+01:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R4Ti9UlkyhI/AAAAAAAAAGU/s3bZ9LVccQI/s1600-h/driekoningen+001.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153493416744897042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R4Ti9UlkyhI/AAAAAAAAAGU/s3bZ9LVccQI/s400/driekoningen+001.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />Driekoningen,Driekoningen geef mij nen nieuwen hoed mijnen ouden is versleten mijn moeder mag het ni weten,mijn vader heeft het geld op de rooster getelt !<br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-4612199880188128258?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-84965742565687455192008-01-09T15:30:00.000+01:002008-03-20T13:21:05.796+01:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R4TbtUlkygI/AAAAAAAAAGM/NhpoYEZ41xQ/s1600-h/DSCN0633.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153485445285595650" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 294px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px" height="388" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R4TbtUlkygI/AAAAAAAAAGM/NhpoYEZ41xQ/s320/DSCN0633.JPG" width="320" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R4TbWElkyfI/AAAAAAAAAGE/JJkTQs_xUUw/s1600-h/DSCN0629.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153485045853637106" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R4TbWElkyfI/AAAAAAAAAGE/JJkTQs_xUUw/s400/DSCN0629.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>op ene</div><div>nieuwjaors</div><div>avond</div><div>op ene nieuwjaors</div><div>dag</div><div>den bakker sloeg zijn wijveken af al mé nen dikke klippel</div><div>de vrou die wilde nie spreken de klippel die wilde nie breken</div><div>de vrou die sprak de klippel die brak </div><div>en den bakker viel op zijn ijskou gat</div><div></div><div>wa gomme den bakker geven ver zijne nieuvejaor</div><div>een kientjen in de wiege</div><div>hoe gomme da kientjen héten</div><div>siske sisken ollepot</div><div>geeft den bakker ne schip in zijn ol</div><div>dat hij van de trappen rolt </div><div>van de trappen op deirde</div><div>siske rijdt te peirde</div><div>siske gaot te voet</div><div>alle daogen e weesgegroet veur siske zijne zere voet</div><div></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-8496574256568745519?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-34740150688968035972008-01-09T15:19:00.000+01:002008-01-09T15:30:01.171+01:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R4TZZElkyeI/AAAAAAAAAF8/DuR4eAxFNi0/s1600-h/DSCN1609.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153482898369989090" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 251px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" height="239" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R4TZZElkyeI/AAAAAAAAAF8/DuR4eAxFNi0/s320/DSCN1609.JPG" width="645" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R4TY5UlkydI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2RoF0o7DD38/s1600-h/DSCN1605.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153482352909142482" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R4TY5UlkydI/AAAAAAAAAF0/2RoF0o7DD38/s400/DSCN1605.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Vriezeman heeft op straat gezeten heeft in mijnen neus gebeten mijnen neus ziet rood rood rood 'k wens de vriezeman dood dood dood</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-3474015068896803597?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-9483025672198882932007-12-06T18:18:00.000+01:002007-12-06T18:35:21.294+01:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R1gyQFtUn0I/AAAAAAAAAFs/8ZAJ7_0v1fY/s1600-h/DSCN1539.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140914226634989378" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R1gyQFtUn0I/AAAAAAAAAFs/8ZAJ7_0v1fY/s200/DSCN1539.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R1gxzVtUnzI/AAAAAAAAAFk/agO8DqDZj40/s1600-h/DSCN1461.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140913732713750322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R1gxzVtUnzI/AAAAAAAAAFk/agO8DqDZj40/s320/DSCN1461.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R1gwaVtUnyI/AAAAAAAAAFc/hW5JGHKiwNg/s1600-h/DSCN1571.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140912203705392930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R1gwaVtUnyI/AAAAAAAAAFc/hW5JGHKiwNg/s320/DSCN1571.JPG" border="0" /></a> .....eerst kwam de sint..... nu stralen de lichtjes hier en daar.......geschenkjes pakjes.......daar genieten we van in deze december-geschenken-maand.....<br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-948302567219888293?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-53362348953172166332007-11-21T12:20:00.000+01:002007-11-21T12:30:23.645+01:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R0QV1VaGfRI/AAAAAAAAAEU/4mHzAgQCmhA/s1600-h/DSCN1021.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135253481133079826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R0QV1VaGfRI/AAAAAAAAAEU/4mHzAgQCmhA/s400/DSCN1021.JPG" border="0" /></a> elke dag een ontmoeting....met een zonnestraal....een rustige manestraal....verfrissende hemeldauw....een eindeloze regen....van dagen en nachten....gelukzalig en zacht....vederlicht....en een danspas waar het past....<br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-5336234895317216633?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-61283635588993778672007-11-21T12:02:00.000+01:002007-11-21T12:16:36.944+01:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R0QQ7laGfQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/MeQLD_IAQD4/s1600-h/DSCN1407.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135248090949123330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R0QQ7laGfQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/MeQLD_IAQD4/s200/DSCN1407.JPG" border="0" /></a> wie heeft een kabouter ontmoet?<br />kijk<br />bij mij kwam er eentje op bezoek<br />zomaar<br />zonder vragen zonder bellen<br />hij kwam om verhaaltjes te vertellen<br />veilig in mijn hand<br />vertelde hij over kabouterland<br /><br />hij zong en danste tijdens zijn verhaal<br />ik moest heel hard lachen en werd blij<br />van zoveel leuke kaboutergekheid<br />toen<br />zwaaide hij naar mij<br />knipoogde en verdween.......mijn hand was ineens leeg<br />toch bleef ik blij......maar spijtig.....mijn kaboutersprookje was..................voorbij<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-6128363558899377867?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-30213223424377927472007-11-20T14:41:00.000+01:002008-03-29T16:35:43.905+01:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R0XdJVaGfVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/LVDEprM7x9E/s1600-h/pano.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135754102521101650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R0XdJVaGfVI/AAAAAAAAAE4/LVDEprM7x9E/s400/pano.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R0XSylaGfTI/AAAAAAAAAEk/urqBl0lVIws/s1600-h/duiven.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135742716562799922" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R0XSylaGfTI/AAAAAAAAAEk/urqBl0lVIws/s200/duiven.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R0LtjFaGfPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/eRUlMgwGb48/s1600-h/DSCN1329.JPG"></a><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R0LtN1aGfOI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Az0Yk3SCiLY/s1600-h/DSCN1406.JPG"></a><div><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R0Ls4FaGfNI/AAAAAAAAAD0/yJRNczjzbdo/s1600-h/duiven.jpg"></a><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R0LlmFaGfMI/AAAAAAAAADs/bOLwgaQqCME/s1600-h/DSCN1336.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134918967605230786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R0LlmFaGfMI/AAAAAAAAADs/bOLwgaQqCME/s400/DSCN1336.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">elke dag ontgint de zon de duisternis in eigenwijze zin...in herhaling brengt zij licht...soms grijs en koud...strak en blauw...met zinderende stralen en geel oplichtende horizon...met rood gloeiende ochtendlijn...verblind wordt ik bewogen door dit gouden zonnegeweld.</div><div><br /><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;">de dag is weer begonnen</span></div><div></div><div><div><br /><br /></div><div align="center">...de dag is weer begonnen...</div><div align="center">...niet vanop een bergtop of oceaan...</div><div align="center">...het regenwoud of de woestijn...</div><div align="center">...doch eenvoudig voor het keukenraam...</div><div align="center">...tussenvogelgekwetter in mijn tuin...</div><div align="center">...een geurige tas koffie in de hand...</div><div align="center">...de krant op de tafel...</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;">...voor het nieuws van elke dag...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="left"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> </div><div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-3021322342437792747?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-33479662682188906792007-11-20T14:20:00.000+01:002008-03-20T13:18:11.748+01:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R0LgAVaGfKI/AAAAAAAAADc/MWH4IKRlvYU/s1600-h/PICT0049.JPG"></a><br /><div>-<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R0LfuVaGfJI/AAAAAAAAADU/RgU3vHFLVio/s1600-h/DSCN1413.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134912512269384850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R0LfuVaGfJI/AAAAAAAAADU/RgU3vHFLVio/s320/DSCN1413.JPG" border="0" /></a> een bol met mini mensen-kinderen met vele wensen-de één leeft hoog -de ander laag-soms vlak bij de evenaar-het lijkt wel een theater-met betere of slechtere plaatsen-alleen-ze zijn niet gekozen en zeker niet betaald-het is een toevallig gegeven-dat nergens geschreven staat-grote mensen moeten voor ons zorgen-gisteren vandaag en morgen-elk kind vraagt aandacht en recht-alleen-dat geeft ons een toekomst op deze bol-<br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-3347966268218890679?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-34791310917464897912007-11-20T14:18:00.000+01:002007-11-22T20:34:47.596+01:00...<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R0XU5FaGfUI/AAAAAAAAAEs/5KuKaeDgCeE/s1600-h/PICT0049.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135745027255205186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/R0XU5FaGfUI/AAAAAAAAAEs/5KuKaeDgCeE/s200/PICT0049.JPG" border="0" /></a> hé bruintje en rood...waar is zwartje en geel...waar is brillemans...en mannetje bleek?<br />...hé vrouwtje rond en baasje klein...waar is neusje lang en dametje fijn?<br /><br />...samen...<br />...samen onderweg...<br /><br />...dan zijn ze zeker gek...<br />...dat gaat nooit goed...ze pesten elkaar tot het bloed...<br /><br />...wat vertel je me nu?<br /><br />...gaat het juist fijn...<br />...en hebben ze veel pret...<br />...met hun verschillend zijn...<br /><br />...dat is toch raar...wie had dat gedacht...wijs mij de weg...fluister het zacht...ik loop met hen mee...blij en in de pas...mijn rode haar wapperend als een vlag...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-3479131091746489791?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-59454627373758241172007-11-08T16:47:00.000+01:002008-03-20T13:19:30.396+01:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RzMv_BMIWpI/AAAAAAAAADE/cyAJ-NXgcU4/s1600-h/DSCN1390.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130497160202705554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RzMv_BMIWpI/AAAAAAAAADE/cyAJ-NXgcU4/s400/DSCN1390.JPG" border="0" /></a> beer ging varen...zijn besluit stond vast...hij nam zijn nieuwe reisteil...en voer op de hoge baren af...hij dobberde tussen wolken en zee...de zon straalde met hem mee...zijn zachte bruine haartjes...werden helemaal nat en zout...ze stonden stijf rechtop...hij kreeg het bijna koud...vrolijk zocht beer in het wilde water... en verzamelde zoveel moois...als hij dragen kon in een doos...zand schelpen en een steen...ze werden allemaal de schat van beer...toen onverwachts...zonk beer met zijn schat...verwonderd werd hij wakker...moe en helemaal kletsnat...verwarring in zijn dikke berenhoofd...was die droomzee dan toch echt nat ?<br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-5945462737375824117?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-64821788878648626382007-11-08T16:38:00.000+01:002007-11-08T16:46:31.581+01:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RzMukRMIWoI/AAAAAAAAAC8/X74_Ic8wKV4/s1600-h/DSCN1385.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130495601129577090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RzMukRMIWoI/AAAAAAAAAC8/X74_Ic8wKV4/s320/DSCN1385.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RzMuLhMIWnI/AAAAAAAAAC0/iuo_8HJf1lo/s1600-h/DSCN1383.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130495175927814770" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RzMuLhMIWnI/AAAAAAAAAC0/iuo_8HJf1lo/s200/DSCN1383.JPG" border="0" /></a> wapenstilstand elk jaar opnieuw-toch maken de wapens-wereldwijd-meer lawaai dan ooit-wanneer komt de stilte tot stand?<br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RzMt6RMIWmI/AAAAAAAAACs/IoN0EUCk18M/s1600-h/DSCN1380.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130494879575071330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RzMt6RMIWmI/AAAAAAAAACs/IoN0EUCk18M/s200/DSCN1380.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-6482178887864862638?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-76573926534964453392007-11-08T16:21:00.000+01:002008-03-20T13:22:23.857+01:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RzMtLRMIWlI/AAAAAAAAACk/0OV3czgnhco/s1600-h/DSCN1377.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130494072121219666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RzMtLRMIWlI/AAAAAAAAACk/0OV3czgnhco/s200/DSCN1377.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RzMqzRMIWkI/AAAAAAAAACc/GnikIxd39fQ/s1600-h/DSCN1372.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130491460781103682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RzMqzRMIWkI/AAAAAAAAACc/GnikIxd39fQ/s320/DSCN1372.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RzMqVxMIWjI/AAAAAAAAACU/tEr2aA_AfGc/s1600-h/DSCN1376.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130490953974962738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RzMqVxMIWjI/AAAAAAAAACU/tEr2aA_AfGc/s320/DSCN1376.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>midden in onze stad geeft de herfst het beste van zichzelf-de sportlaan geniet van de herfstkleu-ren-vissers dutten in bij deze herfstzon -aan de boorden van onze mooie Durme</div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-7657392653496445339?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-27107209850315651642007-11-02T22:00:00.000+01:002007-11-02T22:14:37.422+01:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RyuRFUcqYZI/AAAAAAAAACM/lbq4nBYGu24/s1600-h/DSCN1352.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128352121265742226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RyuRFUcqYZI/AAAAAAAAACM/lbq4nBYGu24/s320/DSCN1352.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RyuQvEcqYYI/AAAAAAAAACE/SZ7Yjo-IXTQ/s1600-h/DSCN1371.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128351739013652866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RyuQvEcqYYI/AAAAAAAAACE/SZ7Yjo-IXTQ/s320/DSCN1371.JPG" border="0" /></a> Diep in het bos liep ik te dwalen....en ondekte in het dichte verkleurde groen ......twee prachtige plaatjes .......toen voelde ik het.......daar was de herfst het bos ingeslopen.....om de natuur te kleuren ......zonder dat iemand het zag......in een zucht....met een zachte herfstwind....<br /><br /><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-2710720985031565164?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-49838962445055912272007-10-16T19:09:00.000+02:002007-10-16T19:19:56.148+02:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RxTxTHGM1TI/AAAAAAAAAB8/12n0nEET90E/s1600-h/DSCN1320.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121983986851960114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RxTxTHGM1TI/AAAAAAAAAB8/12n0nEET90E/s320/DSCN1320.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RxTwzHGM1SI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ncDzGtd7N60/s1600-h/DSCN1316.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121983437096146210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RxTwzHGM1SI/AAAAAAAAAB0/ncDzGtd7N60/s320/DSCN1316.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>de paddestoel staat op wacht als een soldaat </div><br /><div>het ezeltje was te lief om er zomaar voorbij te gaan</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-4983896244505591227?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-45239885541315114772007-10-16T18:53:00.000+02:002008-03-20T13:23:32.604+01:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RxTu33GM1RI/AAAAAAAAABs/qgvOw6uQvlI/s1600-h/DSCN1151.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121981319677269266" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RxTu33GM1RI/AAAAAAAAABs/qgvOw6uQvlI/s320/DSCN1151.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><div>7 broden om te delen</div><br /><div>6 tomaten om te geven</div><br /><div>5 garnalen op een rij</div><br /><div>4 rauwe oesters erbij</div><br /><div>3 handen om te schudden</div><br /><div>2 monden om te kussen</div><br /><div>1 doos om alles te schudden</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>en .......gelei om onze maag te vullen</div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-4523988554131511477?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-10483853921628193382007-10-15T21:22:00.000+02:002007-10-15T21:37:27.549+02:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RxPAbXGM1NI/AAAAAAAAABY/8nlM1vKuG8Q/s1600-h/DSCN0593.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121648777539409106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RxPAbXGM1NI/AAAAAAAAABY/8nlM1vKuG8Q/s400/DSCN0593.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-1048385392162819338?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-12803068659616514942007-10-15T17:35:00.000+02:002007-10-15T17:52:51.087+02:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RxOKCHGM1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/3QzIylW9Dx0/s1600-h/DSCN1310.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121588970119812290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="230" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RxOKCHGM1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/3QzIylW9Dx0/s320/DSCN1310.JPG" width="307" border="0" /></a> <a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RxOJnXGM1LI/AAAAAAAAABE/6Y109AXXDrg/s1600-h/DSCN1311.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121588510558311602" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RxOJnXGM1LI/AAAAAAAAABE/6Y109AXXDrg/s320/DSCN1311.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div><br /><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Spletteren brug</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-1280306865961651494?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-56122994365009909082007-10-14T16:10:00.000+02:002007-10-15T17:55:08.113+02:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RxIl_XGM1KI/AAAAAAAAAA8/TsG1v8ItccQ/s1600-h/MONIEK04.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121197496735683746" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px" height="201" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/RxIl_XGM1KI/AAAAAAAAAA8/TsG1v8ItccQ/s320/MONIEK04.JPG" width="320" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Na het werk</div><br /><div>vlug naar huis</div><br /><div>onder de dwarsligger door</div><br /><div>de markt verlaten in de regenbui</div><br /><div>Stop! verdwaald speelgoed op de grond</div><br /><div>vertragen....</div><div>bukken....</div><div>oprapen....</div><br /><div>geen kind te zien</div><br /><div>daar sta ik</div><br /><div>een verloren speelgoedkoe in de hand </div><br /><div>ze is nat,ze is leuk</div><br /><div>ik neem ze mee</div><br /><div>stop ze diep in mijn zak</div><br /><div>loop nooit voorbij</div><br /><div>aan een verloren koe</div><br /><div>in de regen</div><br /><div>onder de dwarsligger</div><br /><div>op de markt </div><br /><div>van lokeren......</div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-5612299436500990908?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-36708256780866490792007-10-11T22:30:00.000+02:002007-10-15T21:49:40.021+02:00de wind rust in een boom-speelt met de laatste bladeren-blaast verveeld -ritselende bruine herfstresten -door een vage wintersluier naar de witgerijpte grassprieten- <a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/Rw6IdHGM1JI/AAAAAAAAAA0/nG201tQvYZA/s1600-h/DSCN0653.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120179860069471378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/Rw6IdHGM1JI/AAAAAAAAAA0/nG201tQvYZA/s200/DSCN0653.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div>een strak vergezicht-gebroken door kale donkere pieken- </div><div>stil en onbewogen-het wacht- </div><div></div><div>ALLES WACHT</div><div>op de warrelende witte droom -witte glinsterparels - </div><div>een sprookje -onbewust traag vallen ze-zonder zelfgekozen</div><div>doel-bedekken en bekoren-onze verwondering bloeit open-</div><div>in deze nieuwe verborgen wereld-</div><div></div><div>kies altijd voor een nieuwe verborgen wereld en leef vol verwondering in het kleurenpalet van je dromen-</div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-3670825678086649079?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-15667731612411504322007-10-11T15:34:00.000+02:002007-10-15T21:45:58.927+02:00<span style="color:#66ff99;"></span><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/Rw4nanGM1GI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9Cm0kIFRBV8/s1600-h/DSCN0597.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120073164491904098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/Rw4nanGM1GI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9Cm0kIFRBV8/s320/DSCN0597.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Het paddestoelen zoeken kan beginnen!</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-1566773161241150432?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-14049358772262204982007-10-11T15:20:00.000+02:002007-10-15T18:01:01.986+02:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/Rw4j6HGM1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/kQ1JLbzFE2g/s1600-h/DSCN1253.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120069307611272274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/Rw4j6HGM1FI/AAAAAAAAAAU/kQ1JLbzFE2g/s320/DSCN1253.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-1404935877226220498?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1656432860897305700.post-65465946626439934902007-10-11T14:58:00.000+02:002007-10-15T17:57:53.417+02:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/Rw4ffXGM1EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-kcfrk2gAR4/s1600-h/DSCN1271.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5120064450003260482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_lfdqJmDxakw/Rw4ffXGM1EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-kcfrk2gAR4/s320/DSCN1271.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1656432860897305700-6546594662643993490?l=moniek-mijnvenster.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>moniekhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18075581254586446764noreply@blogger.com0