Friday, March 24, 2017

Waning crescent

The moon on Thursday  morning when the dogs and I returned from our early morning walk.
 Waning crescent visibility 24 %; age 25 days. 23 March 2017 at 6.09 am

And at the same time, I couldn't resist snapping the beautiful clouds above our rondavel.

I'm linking to Skywatch Friday here


Thursday, March 23, 2017

Family visit

I haven't posted a Parkrun event this week. Not that we didn't do it last Saturday; we did. But this week I've been busy planning to have family over for tea and lunch on Wednesday. Grant's 82 year young aunt, Gill and her delightful husband, Neville are visiting at Caley Lodge which is directly across the valley from our house. 

Our dear friend, Ant Muirhead knew Grant's paternal grandfather and family many years ago so we invited him to come and meet up with Gill again. 
Neville, Grant, Ant and Gill catching up under the shade of a thorn tree 
A photo bomb of Gill and Grant while I show Namusa how to use my camera!

Skabenga just has to be in on all the action! 
Neville, Gill, Jo and Grant against the backdrop of the majestic Drakensberg mountains

What a privilege to have these precious people to visit us yesterday. We caught up on all the news and of course, Ant and Gill reminisced about Arthur Buttemer, a most successful farmer in an area not far from here. 

Neville and Gill were also racehorse breeders earlier this century; Ant,  who had stables of his own the farm, recounted several horse stories as well. Gill has been a keen horsewoman since a teenager and I wanted her to "meet" Missy and Thunder. Unfortunately, the two horses got into the juicy grass which is growing after the mowing and I couldn't cajole them to come into the middle paddock. We've arranged with Gill and Neville that they come up and visit us for a week or more so there will be time for Gill to help with the horses.

Now... not only did we have our "oldies" over for a visit, but we are going to visit John, Debbie and children who are living in the Western Cape while he does a tanker course. 

And, we're doing the trip on a new, 20 year-old Harley Davidson. Mmm. 


Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Spotted Eagle-owl

Being early (read:very early) risers who work physically most of the day, Grant and I never go out at night. 


Every Monday night when he is part of a three-man team (one of many taking part) playing a game called Bricket. It's a cross between bowls and cricket. Men, women and children play. It's informal and it's a whole lot of fun.  I don't play as I prefer to sit on the banks with several local ladies who point out people to me or introduce me when they come over to greet my companions. 

Play starts at 6pm and normally finishes at 8pm. There's a light meal (hamburger and chips/prego rolls and salad) on sale afterwards but we never stay. This is a real late night for us already! 

This week as we turned off the main farm road leading to our entrance, our pick-up truck's headlights picked up a bird on the bank. Not just any bird; an owl and owls are our favorite birds. 

Grant stopped the car and while his headlights shone on the owl, I managed three not-so-good photos. But we wanted a record of the owl we hear at night in the garden and also that we'd seen it now while driving home! 

Spotted Eagle-owl

The Spotted Eagle-owl is a common resident and most common "large eared" owl in the region. The call is a mellow two and three syllable hoot: hu-whooooo or who-are-you.

I'm linking to Wild Bird Wednesday here