So much for getting back into regular posts. I’ve learned my lesson. Like last year, I had an unexpected request to work in a spot that meant a road trip. I pointed the camera at various things.Then, the morning we were to return home, a dog barked. At 4 am. … More When the dog barked
t has been a somewhat riotous time in South Africa over the last few months. Funny how, 1976, 1986 and now 2016 are all memorable because of riots – about education. No, I’m not going to break my own rule – yet. Despite all this, life goes on and red has been a theme running through our spring days. … More Riots of reds, festivals and feathers
It’s been more than a month since I stopped by. No, that’s not a confession. My day job had me travelling again. … More Pulling the chain….
Last time I really thought about it, we were heading towards July, and now it’s early September. It seems as though it was just the other day that I was lamenting the demise of summer, and basking in the balmy colours of early autumn. … More Tremendous Trees – III
The end of winter stirs all sorts of things, including Monster Cat. Why he is nosing around The Sandbag House and Magic Melon and Princess Pearli, only he knows. … More Pearli’s Pickles VIII
Last week I was delighted to see a post from a blog pal who had gone silent for a while. I had missed her posts: usually of teeny weeny creatures – magnificent shots. I had promised her, a long time ago, when we’d had a chat (on her blog or mine, I don’t remember) about one of her spiders, that I’d share my discovery that rain spiders have a “headlamp”. … More Spiders for Sofia
It’s been a busy month, and we had three feathered visitors around our house who had never before shown themselves. As a consequence of the busy-ness, creativity and kitchen inspiration have been somewhat lacking and meals easy and very, very simple. Simplicity in terms of ingredients and cooking. … More Of Fish and Feathered Fishers
A favourite childhood memory is having Granny read aloud to us. In addition to her reading to us, and knitting madly at the same time, my memories include her reciting Edward Lear’s The Owl and the Pussy-Cat. … More Owls and Pussycats
A year ago, I wrote of other milestones and a year later, this month or the week before last, to be precise, was one of celebration – of a different and more personal milestone. It culminated in a beautiful feast with friends from near and far. … More Too much of a good thing – almost!
Today is an auspicious day. The Husband celebrates his fourscore and ten. A happy day. Another happy day, earlier this year was that leisurely trip to town, when I had the camera in hand. … More Stopping by the river