Thank you Cee for this week’s challenge – birds in black and white

Black-crowned Night-heron

Black-shouldered Kite

Ground Hornbill

Saddle-billed Stork

Pearl-spotted Owlet

Red-crested korhaan

African Darter
Thank you Cee for this week’s challenge – birds in black and white

Black-crowned Night-heron

Black-shouldered Kite

Ground Hornbill

Saddle-billed Stork

Pearl-spotted Owlet

Red-crested korhaan

African Darter
Here is my contribution to this week’s Photo a week challenge from Nancy Merrill
The photos have to be taken from below. Mine were taken in Australia in 2014

Steps

Sydney Harbour Bridge

Scaly-breasted Lorikeet

Tawny Frogmouth

Possom

Koala
Here is my contribution to this week’s Share Your World
If aliens landed on earth tomorrow and offered to take you home with them, would you go? (remember this is SYW, they are friendly aliens)
Well – I am an Adventurous Retiree so of course I would go. My mother taught me never to accept lifts from strangers but there are exceptions to every rule.
I think I’d be forgiven for going off with Aliens from a distant planet. I assume I’d be tele-ported which would be great fun. Imagine the blog I could write about my adventures on my return!
I would also arrange for ‘The Earl’ to go.

How tall are you? Are you satisfied with your height?
I am 165 cm (5 feet 5 inches) tall. I have always been perfectly happy with my height. The only time I wish I was a little taller is when my grandchildren dwarf me!

From this

To This
Do you think you could live without your smartphone (or other technology item) for 24 hours?
Yes I could but why would I want to! I adore my devices and find them extremely useful in my daily life. Techno travel is for me! My books travel on my devices. My field guides travel on my devices so I need them even when I am in the middle of the bush. However, as I come from the pre-digital age I know how to read a real book and I don’t mind being unavailable for a week or two. I can amuse myself without games on gadgets and there’s no greater pleasure than having a real conversation while sipping a glass of wine in front of the camp fire.

I smiled a lot this last week as I had all my children and grandchildren around me as we celebrated our oldest grandson’s coming of age.
Yesterday I smiled because I got my Travel Wallet for England and Europe sorted at the bank in Hermanus, Earl had his annual heart check-up, and all is looking good and Lauren got to catch up with her cousin Peta-Ann when she met us all in Stanford for lunch.

Cousin Reunion – Peta-Ann, Shan, Lauren, Simon, Eugene
It was a beautiful day in England on 24 June 1997. It was the day that I watched you, Jay, my first grandchild enter the world. It was the most beautiful experience of my life and I will never forget the well of emotion that I felt at the moment of your birth. I fell instantly in love!

A very precious bundle
Jay from the time Mommy brought you and Josh to live with us 20 years ago it has been a joy to watch you grow from that tiny little bundle of energy to the stunning young man you have now become.
We have made very happy memories together. Of course you were full of noise and mischief but there were many more laughs than tears. Finding you giggling in glee in the bathroom basin was just one such occasion.
To say that you were a dynamo would be an understatement. You kept all the adults in the house on the hop and we were all exhausted at the end of each day. Thankfully so were you by 7 pm when peace finally reigned in our home!

You were the ring leader of all the mischief you and Josh got into but you were always a great big brother.

The school stage was amazing. Of course the teachers were all enchanted by your charm and personality. You could never sit still but nobody could stay cross with you for long.

First Day at SVPS

Grade 3 Jay – Narrator in The Nutcracker Suite
Grandpa was your great hero and when you were very little you and Josh hid at the back of his car so you could go fishing with him. You were not happy chappies when he discovered you and brought you straight back home. But soon you were big enough to go along and what an excellent fisherman you turned out to be.

Teen-age Jay with an award-winning yellow-fin tuna
We all enjoyed many outings and holidays together – visits to the cousins in Kokstad, visiting the Cango Caves, fishing adventures in Struisbaai and Kruger with Si and Shan were the highlights.

Christmas with the cuzzies

Southern-most boys visiting the Agulhas Lighthouse

You got to pet a cheetah at The Rehabilitation Center – Spier

Braaing in the Rain – Kruger Park

That awesome leopard we saw
Your childhood was full of activity. You were a keen cub and later a scout. We rode bikes every day after school and we were luckily enough to live near Fish Hoek Beach.

Bike Riding after School

Fun at the beach

Jay the Cub

Jay the award winning Scout
The years have flown by and suddenly you are a young man! Happy Birthday Darling Boy. Mom, Grandpa and I are super proud of you.

Family Celebration at Shipwreck on Saturday Night

Lisa and Jay

Jay and Gran

Grandpa, Jay and Gran
It’s Saturday again and here is my contribution to this week’s Stream of Consciousness Prompt – Bug
I ate a bug on purpose once. It was actually a Mopane Worm – is that counted as a bug? I didn’t want to eat it but The Chef at the place I was visiting insisted and I thought it would be rude to refuse – so I ate a worm! It wasn’t so bad but it wasn’t so good either. But I did not choke or gag. The chef was delighted and his stern face broke into a broad grin when I swallowed it in front of him.
Later in the evening the hostess of the Boma presented The Earl, who had also eaten a one, and me with a certificate to prove that we’d been such adventurous diners!

A live Mopane Worm (from the internet)

Would you eat a worm salad? (internet photograph)
I’ve heard that we unknowingly ingest small bugs all the time. But as long as I don’t know about it, I don’t care.
I’m not anti bug in general. Of course there are some that I don’t like having around – mosquitoes can be a real nuisance and I take precautions so that I don’t get bitten especially when I’m visiting Malaria Areas. I also take great delight in killing flies with my electronic fly swatter.
But I’m into wild life and will take care to release the useful type of bug if they are silly enough to enter my home. Dragonflies are pretty creatures and I’m not afraid of them. Spiders I treat with respect – I won’t pick them up with my bare hands but I am not keen on squishing them. I enjoy watching Dung Beetles in the wild – very industrious creatures they are to be sure!

Many of these tiny creatures are really pretty and interesting. There are millions of species of bug and they all have a function in the ecosystem – So please don’t bug them and they won’t bug you.
This week’s challenge from Cee calls for photographs of animals in Black and White or Sepia. Here is my contribution.

Leopard in Kruger National Park

Mom and Pup – Spotted Hyaena – Kruger National Park

Male Lion – Kruger National Park

Lioness – Kruger National Park

Addo Elephant Park

Kruger National Park

Kruger National Park
Here is my response the the questions posed by Cee this week
You can have an unlimited supply of one thing for the rest of your life, what is it? Sushi? Scotch Tape?
Money would be good! How lovely to think that such a resource would never run out no matter how much you spend.

Teleportation or flying?
I’m not a fan of air travel. I think we as a species are insane getting into a great big tube of metal that flies through the air with no safety net to catch us if we fall! However, we are a trusting bunch and in order to travel long distances we believe the stats that say it’s the safest form of travel.
Now teleportation appeals to me because it’s so quick. How would it work? Would you go to a teleportation port where there would be hundreds of portals taking you to different destinations? Would you buy a portal ticket to Timbuktu or The North Pole or wherever you wanted to go? Would you simply show your passport and pass through your selected portal and hey presto find yourself in some amazing place? Beam me up, Scottie!

Would you rather live where it only snows or the temperature never falls below 100 degrees?
Where I live the if the temperature drops below 10 degrees C we think we might die! So permanent cold is not for me. However, I love snow – it’s so pretty. It’s fun to visit snowy places – but to live there permanently – NO WAY. I don’t want to have to shovel my garden path or drive way before I could move from my house. And I don’t want to have to put on layers and layers of warm clothing just to survive the sub zero temperatures outdoors.
100 degrees Fahrenheit is definitely more my style. I am often in the African Bush in summer and it can get hotter than that. It is way easier managing the heat that it is managing the cold!

What did you appreciate or what made you smile this past week? Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination.
Late Saturday afternoon The Earl spotted a white bunny in our garden. Clearly he was somebody’s lost pet but he wouldn’t allow himself to be caught! He disappeared under our shed so we left some carrots out and hoped we could get him the next day. Well in the morning we found he’d been joined by another one! They were really cute and my veggie patch provided them with plenty to snack on!
I posted on our local community page on Facebook and printed out a poster to put up at the supermarket. And on Sunday evening we got a call. It wasn’t the first time they’d escaped and their human said, “Clearly they want to be free. I think I should just let them be.”
On Monday there was no sign of them at first but we spotted them in the back neighbour’s garden which is the house right opposite their human’s. Today one was back in our garden. So we’re just going to look after them when they’re here. Hopefully they’re savvy enough to keep out of reach of the neighbourhood dogs!

This week’s Stream of consciousness prompt is Reservation
In the past few weeks I have made a few reservations. I have made several reservations for an overseas trip to England and Europe in August. I have reserved several camp sites for the trip we’re taking to Namibia in November. I have reserved an apartment for my college reunion in Grahamstown in December.
It is usually advisable to make table reservations at a good restaurant if you don’t want to face being turned away when you arrive. The Black Marlin near Simonstown may be an exception. It is an upmarket restaurant but due to its remote location it is not busy, at night, during the winter. You would think that such places would slack off during the off-season – but not The Black Marlin. Four of us were the only patrons there on Monday night. I made the reservation for Carrol’s 75th birthday. She and her hubby live nearby so it made sense to give the place a try. It was a good decision and although we were the only patrons we received excellent service and a fantastic meal.

Another meaning of the word reservation is a stretch of land reserved for the conservation of wild life. Now this is my favourite meaning of the word. Living in Africa, I frequently make reservations to visit such places. The wild creatures roam free, hunt their own food and have little human intervention.

If you have any reservations about visiting an African country – remember that no place on earth is absolutely safe. Take the correct precautions, take a chance and make a reservation to visit the most exciting place on earth.

Here is my contribution to this week’s Black and White Challenge

Strahan, Tasmania, Australia

Strahan, Tasmania

Train coming into Cardiff Railway Station, NSW, Australia

Darling Harbour, Sydney, Australia

Trenitalia
Here is my late contribution to this week’s Share Your World from Cee
If you could choose any person from history to be your imaginary friend, who would it be and why?
When I was about ten years old I read the story of Helen Keller in a school reading book. Since then I have been fascinated by how she was taught and how she managed to achieve great success in life in spite of being both blind and deaf. When I studied teaching I was inspired by her teacher, Annie Sullivan. What dedication she had to her pupil. So I think I would like to be friends with them both.

Helen Keller
60s, 70s, 80s, 90s: Which decade do you love the most and why?
I turned eight in 1960 and so most of my youth was spent as a child of the sixties. We were the Baby Boomers. A lot changed in the sixties and I’m glad I wasn’t born any earlier. I loved the freedom I had as a child and the opportunities I had as a young adult. Also the music was the best and the fashions – well – crazy!

Twiggy – Fashion Icon of the Sixties
They were certainly good years but I’m very happy to be in the technical age in which we now live. I had the best from both worlds.
When you die, what do you want to be remembered for?
I hope that those who know me will remember me as being fun to be with. I hope the kids I taught will have happy memories of their year in my class. I don’t want my own children/grandchildren to be sad when I’m gone. I want them to say – Gran had a good life and I want them to laugh when they remember things I said or did!

What did you appreciate or what made you smile this past week? Feel free to use a quote, a photo, a story, or even a combination.
I smiled when I met two young German exchange students. They were so refreshing and great fun to be with. I appreciate the girl bonding time I had with Meghan and Sandy this past weekend. Thanks girls for a fabulous time in Hermanus.

The Earl drove me to Hermanus this morning. The plan was for me to spend a girls’ weekend with Meghan while he and Tommy would have a boys’ weekend in Struisbaai. Tom and Earl are old friends who need to catch up from time to time!
Once I was settled into the lovely holiday home we girls had for the weekend, the guys hit the road back to Struisbaai. After they left, Meg and I went to have her car washed, do a bit of shopping and have a coffee at The Running Rabbit.
A little later another of Meg’s friend’s Sandy arrived with two German exchange students, Lici and Lina. Meg is hosting Lici and she’d brought her friend along with her.
Lici is 15 and is in Grade 10 at Bergvliet High School. Lina is 17 and in Grade 11. Lina is from Berlin and Lici from Munich. It was so interesting chatting to them about their impressions of a South African High School.
Lina is the product of a Montessori school and has a happy relationship with her teachers. The approach to learning is more relaxed there than it is here. The emphasis is on teaching the child rather than the curriculum. There is a close relationship between learner and teacher and they are allowed to progress at their own pace. Lici on the other hand finds school here less strict than the private school she attends back home. They both find it really strange and annoying to have to wear a school uniform! Back home they can wear make-up and any clothing they like to school. But in spite of the differences they are both very happy at Bergvliet.

Meg’s Holiday Home in Hermanus
Before dinner Meg and I went with Sandy to walk her beautiful black lab. We laughed when he poohed on command.
We went as far as a lookout place where we could see the sea then walked back.


Meg had a goulash ready for heating and we served it with pasta, spinach that I’d made and green beans.

Lici, Lina, Meg and Sandy
The girls were up early and went for a walk. Sandy went to Stanton to meet an old friend. Meg and I had brekkie together and shared our superior wisdom of how to solve the problems of all our friends and family – LOL
Later the girls made the most delicious carrot cake muffins which Meg iced with cream cheese frosting.

The muffins in the foreground – Sandy cooking chicken curry for dinner while Meg cheers her on
It rained hard in the afternoon so after indulging in my spinach quiche for lunch we all sat in front of the fire and played Rummikub. The girls were Ace at it but we soon caught on. It was great fun.

Lici gets a massage from Lina before we start the game

Rummikub in front of the fire

Lina has a good hand
Meg made her delicious fruity oats for breakfast, Sandy supplied croissants and we all sat down to enjoy it. The men arrived around 11 and had some too.
Meg had to go off to meet a friend for lunch so the rest of us piled into the Everest and went exploring Hermanus.
Our first stop was Hoy’s Koppie. It is an isolated hill rising approximately 75 metres above sea-level. In the mid-19th century, the early inhabitants of the town called it Klip Kop (stone hill).

The steep steps up to the top of Hoy Koppie

Tom and The Earl

The View
Tom had researched the story of Hoy Koppie and shared his knowledge with us.
Sir William Hoy, who was born in Scotland, was head of the Cape and SA Railways in the early 1900s. He spent frequent holidays in Hermanus and loved the relaxed lifestyle. He frequently climbed the koppie to admire the views across Walker’s Bay.
In 1912, he vetoed the building of a rail line to Hermanus. Sir Hoy died at the age of 62 in 1930. It was his wish to be buried at the summit of his favourite hill. A contour path was constructed and his fishermen friends carried his coffin up for burial in a hollow that was blasted out of the rock for this purpose.
Five years later Lady Gertrude Hoy died in England. Her body was placed in a lead coffin and shipped back to South Africa. Twenty fisherman carried the heavy coffin up the koppie and buried her beside her husband. The Hermanus Historical Society takes care of the graves today.


After climbing the koppie we went down to the waterfront. There were dolphins in the bay and the girls also enjoyed watching the dassies.


There were interesting sculptures to be seen too.



Sitting on the Whale Tail Bench


The old harbour is also fascinating. As part of the art festival there was a display of sculptures made of the plastic, hooks, fishing line and netting from our polluted ocean. Hermien welcomed us into the tiny museum. She is passionate about saving the Sea. We were given a glass of water and told to drink a toast to the sea. We were then invited to take a sprig of fynbos and place it on the sea’s coffin. She then gave a brief explanation of what was happening to our oceans and how it was up to humankind to change their habits to protect them. It was a very moving experience.


A Wreath made from sea polution

An old whaling harpoon

The Coffin

Sculptures from sea polution


The Old Harbour was proclaimed ‘a Museum’ in 1972. Old fishing boats were collected and repaired for outdoor display.


We then went to have a drink at one of the local restaurants before making our way back to the house. We stopped at the new harbour and spotted a whale in the bay.

You can see a barnacle on this Southern Right Whale

We saw him quite well – but photography was difficult
Earl and I left at 4:15. We took Lina with us to Cape Town as she has an exam tomorrow. The others stayed another night.
We were in Cape Town to celebrate The Earl’s sister’s 75th birthday. We took her and her hubby to The Black Marlin for dinner. It was really lovely.

Just after Sunset – view across the bay from Carrol and Vere’s home at Castle Rock

Happy Birthday, Carrol.
Here is my contribution to Cee’s black and white photo challenge. This week’s topic is shoes or feet – animal or human

Black Labrador Paws

