Wish it would rain

©journeyalonganordinaylife - 2016

Summer in a crate

Found this crate in the basement, home to a dried-out paint roller, and thought: hmmm, I know what you could rather be doing this summer. So, onto my patio and a whole lot of plants dumped into it. Love it!

What a lot of fun

I come back from a visit with my family and my nieces have changed my background image on my phone. They have also taken several, I mean more than 20, photographs of their soft toys and 2 of their dogs. I guess it's easier to photograph the soft toys than the restless dogs. I am sure they had a lot of fun, and I had a good laugh when I found them in my gallery.

A day in the long grass

Early one Saturday morning we leave for Dinokeng. 

Honestly, about 6kms to go and the traffic is diverted off the highway because of an accident. Argh! It takes forever to get onto the offramp then down the other side and back on the highway. It's hot, but we have plenty of water and we are listening to all the callers on 702. 

Dinokeng. Let's just say we won't be back. Driving in thick bush all day with little likelihood of seeing anything in the long grass. Must be hell in summer, hotter still and even less chance of spotting anything. We also made the mistake of thinking that the Elephant Wateringhole would actually be a watering hole with or without elephants but it isn't. Don't follow these signboards unless you are looking for a fenced off area where you can braai a chop and go to the toilet. But before even that let me tell you what happened - I didn't follow the map so ended up on a 4x4 track that was getting more and more difficult to manoeuvre and the only way out was going back or down a 30° incline, through a sandy dip, or sand pit, depending on your view. Yes, we choose to go back the way we came. First gear up the hill, all the way. Argh, again ;-) Our map flew out the window and no one realised until we had to decide west or south and could not find our piece of paper that would reassure us we were making the right choice. Argh, yet again. Just take me home country road, I am done. 

 

A summer holiday

My brother sent me this photograph of us on the beach with mom so many (many) years ago. 1970something.

I remember that summer well. My parents had given me a camera and I had photographed everything at strange angles, so the horizon leaned steeply to the left or right in the pictures, and everything looked as though it might slide off the edge. I thought it was fabulously creative but my parents didn’t agree. 

Remember this was back in the days before digital, when you had to wait for the film to be developed and prints done before you could view your photographs. The way you share then was to meet with you friends and hand the pictures round in the circle while you explained them. Those were the days my friend...

Meanwhile in my own garden

I have been off to this place and that place (more about that later), meanwhile in my own garden everything has been celebrating spring. Flashing a lot of colour and basting in the warm weather.

Wrapped up

So, it’s the end of winter and before I pack away the blanket I knitted last winter I decide to finish it, something I failed to do for two seasons.

 I wanted the border that wraps around to be quite broad but ran out of wool right at the end so there’s this change of colour. Not very subtle but this was the compromise to get it done without unravelling an entire circuit. It really it a most comfy blanket, and such lovely colours.