|Bruegel the Elder|
|Bruegel the Younger|
|The occasional Lucas Cranach|
|And some Bosch apocalypticism|
|Moules and waterzooi, of course|
We still have our final meals with Jo and with Kries and Annie to anticipate. And should I get too sentimental about it all, I have only to remember the conversation I had today with a woman at our local park:
She: That mother duck had four or five ducklings with her the other day.
I, pointing: Maybe they're over there?
She: No. Probably the rats ate them.