We’re home safe and sound, praise God. We’ve had a wonderful time away on our motorbike. (More about the whole trip later.)
The best thing about coming home this time, was the weather. While we had clement weather on holiday, there’s been some concern about the dry conditions back home. I posted about the beautiful albeit first-of-season-rains which arrived a week before our holiday. Well, we came home on Wednesday and a huge storm was building up again as we unloaded the bike.
It may sound crazy that rainy weather excites us, but it does. We’ve experienced many dry and dusty years in the Free State and while we had our own [motor repair garage] business, we experienced hardships along with the farmers. If it didn’t rain at the right time, the farmer cannot plant; if the farmer cannot plant, he cannot reap; if he cannot reap, well, he ain’t got any extra money for vehicle repairs, so he ain’t able to support us.
However, we don’t have a business in town any longer, so it’s just in sympathy, or in this case, sharing the farmers’ joy when the weather does what it’s supposed to do.
Oh yes, it's also the fruit season here now. Soft fruit: peaches, pears, apricots, mulberries. Plums, greengage plums and grapes are ready a little later. Due to a heavy and late frost in September, the peach, apricot and mulberry fruit buds were damaged severely so I expected no fruit this year. Yet, much to my delight, when I arrived home, I noticed a few peaches on the tree. Nothing like other years, not even half enough to make jam as Emily and I do every December. Yet the fruit is huge, sweet and absolutely delicious.