I think I’ve posted this before, but when we were last week in Driebergen (see Google maps location under this post) we saw this and I said to my loved one:
I want to reproduce this in our garden:
It just made me think of the poem by John ‘O Mill in Dutch, I will translate as best as I can:
in een waterput
verdronk mijn tante Eefje
nog jaren later
dronk m’n oom ‘t water
uitsluitend door een zeefje.