About Viviane
2,965 km
571:43 h
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- VivianeOctober 2, 2025
Ode to Comares
White jewel perched proudly on the rocks,
Comares, pearl of the Axarquía district.
Your walls whisper ancient stories,
of castles, towers, and familiar legends.
Over valleys, olive groves, and sunshine,
your village shines like a dazzling ruby.
Narrow alleys, stone staircases,
every path tells
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- VivianeSeptember 30, 2025
In our bliss, we set off along the Zafarraya Pass, the sky as clear as glass. 😎 The path wound high through the rugged terrain, with every bend making the view even more magnificent. We saw the mountains, ⛰️stately and blue,
their peaks illuminated by sunlight ☀️so faithful.
Valleys full of green, so
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- VivianeSeptember 11, 2025
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A blood moon occurs during a lunar eclipse,
when the sun, Earth, and moon are in perfect alignment.
The sun, Earth, and moon are all in one track,
then this celestial wonder becomes apparent.
The moon is completely in Earth's shadow;
sunlight can no longer shine directly
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- VivianeSeptember 3, 2025
After checking our car 🚘 its tires 🛞, we set off in good spirits for a walk with our woofer 🐕 to Wechelterzande. After parking 🅿️, we could march to the actual starting point 🥾. We started at the church, so proud and ancient, where Saint Amelberga 😇🙏🏻 keeps watch, which is certainly not naughty
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- VivianeAugust 24, 2025
Today we made Akina 🐕 happy 😺 We drove 🚘 especially to one of her favorite spots: De Kesselse Hei.
There we grabbed the last free parking space 🅿️ and left with a lot of excitement 🥺
At the entrance, Heksemie 🧙♂️ suddenly appeared. She called out to us: "Come here first. Would you like to keep
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- VivianeAugust 21, 2025
In Wortel, near forest 🌳 and heathland,
stands a colony with a story to tell.
Once founded for those who had nothing,
a place for vagrants, poor and destitute.
They worked in fields, in forests, on the land,
with shovels or spades in their own hands.
Discipline, labor, and even some bread 🍞,
that's how they
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- VivianeAugust 19, 2025
In Bergom lies, so quiet and beautiful,
the marshy Varenbroek 🌳quite ordinary.
A swamp forest, wet and centuries-old,
where people 👨🏻🦯 and animals trust each other.
It was once a peat bog, a marshy land,
drained by farmers 👨🌾 with a steady hand. 🤚🏼
Yet life remained, pure and beautiful,
with stream
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- VivianeAugust 13, 2025
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Grotenhoutbos
Where mist gently embraces the trees,
and silence warms the heart of the walker,
there Grotenhoutbos spreads its green crown,
a timeless realm, inhabited by man and beast.
From Vorselaar to Lille the path winds,
past the scents of pine and sun on the leaves.
The woodpecker
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- VivianeAugust 13, 2025
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Falaën, jewel of stone and green
In the Flavion Valley, so still,
only the water sounds, soft and gentle.
The sun dances on the grass,
where life has been for centuries.
Above the valley, in proud splendor,
stands Montaigle's ruin, a sentinel for centuries.
Its walls whisper, cold
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Viviane and others went for a hike.
October 31, 2025
Halloweentocht georganiseerd door Statiekermis Waasmunster
01:58
7.81km
4.0km/h
30m
30m
Viviane and others went for a hike.
September 9, 2025
Verkennende dorpswandeling en winkelbezoek
00:19
1.66km
5.2km/h
40m
40m
Viviane and others went for a hike.
September 9, 2025
Verkennende Natuurwandeling vanaf ons verblijf.
01:52
10.0km
5.4km/h
80m
80m
Van het Centrum naar de Visbeekvallei
01:48
9.63km
5.3km/h
10m
10m
Natuurwandeling Kesselse Heide en het Fort
00:56
4.87km
5.2km/h
10m
10m
01:47
9.62km
5.4km/h
10m
10m
Een natuurwandeling door het Natuurgebied Varenbroek
01:26
7.68km
5.4km/h
20m
20m
Schaduwrijke wandeling in het bos.
01:19
6.57km
5.0km/h
10m
10m
Van de kasteelhoeve van Falaën met een bezoek aan de ruïnes van Montaigle
02:10
10.9km
5.1km/h
210m
220m
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Halloween Through the Ages
Long, long ago, by the Celts and fires,
Where mist began to peep through the hills,
They celebrated Samhain, the end of the year,
Where summer vanished and night came.
The harvest was in, the land grew still,
The air grew colder, the moon sat
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