I've wondered many times what they meant. There is an aviation museum not too far from here, with quite a few classical airplanes, so I thought they might be related. I was wrong.
We live in a polder. According to Wikipedia, there are three types of polder. Obviously we live on the first type: reclaimed land. When the dykes were built and the water was drained, many ships and planes that had lain at the bottom of the sea for years (some even centuries!) were uncovered. Apart from being a humongous archeological find, there is also an emotional aspect to it. So many sailors and aviators that never made it home. So as a tribute, each spot where a wreckage was found, is given a visual marker.
The one near my house belongs to an Avro Lancaster bomber, that flew a sortie during WWII and never returned. In fact, it never even made it to Germany, as it crashed on the way there. It belonged to the No. 57 Squadron of the RAF Bomber Command, resulting in the loss of 7 young sergeants. Sad as it may be, it's good to remember.
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