Donkey King

Rex illiteratus est quasi asinus coronatus, ‘an illiterate king is like a crowned donkey’. Or, if you prefer the alternative translation, ‘is like a crowned arse’. These are almost thousand-year-old words of the bishop-philosopher-diplomat John of Salisbury, expressing the notion kings and other rulers in general should be educated in order to perform their task.Continue reading “Donkey King”

Grassland conversations

Being at the grasslands might lead to encounters with farmers or other wanderers and, of course, with ‘birdwatchers’ (see also the note at the end of this post). These encounters go in slow motion, and in clearly defined phases. These phases should be observed strictly if you have any ambition to mingle with locals, orContinue reading “Grassland conversations”

Racing the Wadden Sea with a mud sled

The mud flats of the Wadden Sea are endless. But what to do with it? How do you give meaning to mud? Yes, one cubic-meter mud flat contains millions of diatoms, thousands of small crabs, mussels, snails and worms. For birds it is like ordering à la carte frutti di mare. Birds are nice, okay.Continue reading “Racing the Wadden Sea with a mud sled”

What’s hip and happening at the grasslands?

How do we Frisians spent our time off? The Frisians in the Netherlands -or Mid Frisians- must have loads of it because perspectives for a job are about the lowest in the country and those who have a job, face no traffic jams consuming precious hours every day either. The people of province Friesland belongContinue reading “What’s hip and happening at the grasslands?”