"I love my lady's eyes Above the beauties rare She most is wont to prize, Above her sunny hair, And all that face to face Her glass repeats of grace." (R.S. Bridges in Song) Liège (B)
The door-less door
Renovating neighbours
"The man that is open of heart to his neighbour, And stops to consider his likes and dislikes, His blood shall be wholesome whatever his labour, His luck shall be with him whatever he strikes. The Splendour of Morning shall dully possess him, That he may not be sad at the falling of eve." (R. Kipling in Neighbours) Herstal (B)
