Beemster [ˈbeːmstər] is a municipality in the Netherlands, in the province of North Holland. Also, the Beemster is the first so-called polder in the Netherlands that was reclaimed from a lake, the water being extracted out of the lake by windmills. The Beemster Polder was dried during the period 1609 through 1612. It has preserved intact its well-ordered landscape of fields, roads, canals, dykes and settlements, laid out in accordance with classical and Renaissance planning principles. A grid of canals parallels the grid of roads in the Beemster. The grids are offset: the larger feeder canals are offset by approximately one kilometer from the larger roads.
The municipality of Beemster consists of the following cities, towns, villages and/or districts: Middenbeemster, Noordbeemster, Westbeemster, Zuidoostbeemster.
Topographic map of the municipality of Beemster, June 2015.
Around 800 AD the area of the modern municipality of Beemster was covered in peat. The name "Beemster" has been derived from "Bamestra" (see Groenedijk, 2000), the name of a small river in the area. In the period 1150-1250 peat-digging by people, and storm floods, enlarged that small river into an inland sea, a lake in open connection with the Zuiderzee. Around 1605 private investors started to drain the Beemster lake. In 1610, this was almost complete, but the lake re-filled because of a break in the Zuiderzee dikes. It was decided to make the ring-dike a meter high above the surrounding country. In 1612 the polder was dry and the country was divided among the investors. In the earlier days of the polder, farmers occupied its lands for growing the crops necessary for long sea journeys by the VOC to the East Indies. It turned out that the farmland was so good that the project was considered then to be an economic success, in contrast to e.g. the Heerhugowaard. Since 1999 the entire Beemster polder has been on the UNESCO world heritage list.
Who knows
That I dare not speak the name
For fear that it could take my breath away
Who knows
And who cares
That the words don't leave my lips
For fear that they could fall and fade into the air
Who cares?
CHORUS
Guide my way
Be my star on a stormy day
Light my way
Be my star on a stormy , stormy day
We know
And we find our place in time and space
So we need never grow
Because we know it all
Make believe
That you are in the air I breathe
And the warmth of the sun surrounding me
CHORUS
Games are fine I guess
Deal a card and learn a heart and learn to suppress
Score with sanity
But somehow my mind's not so sweet to me
CHORUS
Produced by Jane
Words/Music/acoustic guitar/lead vocal- Jane
Piano/keyboards - Reg Webb
Bass Guitar - Dave bronze
Electric Guitar - Alan Christie
Drums - Michael Bettell