Ab Aberson:
Sophietje wants some action.
Ab Aberson:
Is it the spring what I feel?
Ab Aberson:
The fox returned to his lair.
Ab Aberson:
And now we wait...
Ab Aberson:
The nice gift of the sun warmth and light.
Ab Aberson:
The sky in January.
Ab Aberson:
Uit de boom gevallen.
Ab Aberson:
Autumn in January.
Ab Aberson:
Every day the beautiful always changing sky.
Ab Aberson:
Sunday-afternoon.
Ab Aberson:
In the morning-sun.
Ab Aberson:
Sperwer (Accipiter nisus)
Ab Aberson:
With a delicious fragrance.
Ab Aberson:
What you see with your eyes.
Ab Aberson:
Geese
Ab Aberson:
Frozen water in a spidersweb.
Ab Aberson:
Green fitness.
Ab Aberson:
The ponies are sleeping.
Ab Aberson:
Grey Sunday.
