We live in one of the more water scarce parts of South Africa and in a region that is drought-prone. Water scarcity and drought are nothing new to The Husband and I. He grew up and farmed in Zimbabwe (formerly Rhodesia). Water and farming? Cattle must drink and eat. One of his responsiblities on the … Continue reading Divine Water – 1
Category: Scenes made in my sitting room
Every picture tells a story, says the old adage. I take pictures because I like what I see, or because something fascinates me. What ends up here, are the scenes I see when I go through the photos – on my sofa, in our sitting room…
Tremendous Trees – II
The colours of the dripping Acacia gum are beautiful. It forms the most magnificent stalactites that deposit resin onto mounds of wannabe stalagmites on the ground below. Unless you are looking for them, though, gummy the piles are well camouflaged and easy to miss.
From drab, dull and mostly grey to astonishing colour
It often amazes me how out of things seemingly unsightly, dull and ugly, beauty emerges.
Odds and ends – I
Sometimes life overtakes us. So it has been for me in the last ten days.
Magic Melon III
There is something magic about a clear night sky, the moon and stars.
Tremendous Trees – I
I love trees, and trees are central to so many things in our lives, from paper to picnics. They bring people together and drive them apart.
Pathways and passages – I
February is a significant month: I first published on Fiona's Favourites this month, two years ago. So after browsing through the photographs of my 1999 trip to Spain, for my last post, and thinking about time, I thought it useful to look back on what was, in some ways, was a rite of passage for me.
The Streets where I Live – I
When I travel on business, like I am this week, this is some of what I miss: the streets where I live.
Just yesterday, it dawned on me that January, and nearly one-twelfth of the year has nearly gone.
Two thousand and sixteen. It sounds like the title of a thirty-year-old sci-fi movie. Except that it's neither that nor the future, it's now