I'm currently writing my blog from my cottage in the Drakensberg, Champagne Valley, Kwa-Zulu Natal; South Africa
Wednesday, September 29, 2021
Monday, September 27, 2021
Hedges household and farm animals
Dear Blogger friends. As always, life is peaceful and restful for the furry tenants in the Hedges household. Skabby and I still get to walk even while I was nursing a gammy leg (which is healed now, Praise God) and I take photos as always.
Saturday, September 25, 2021
Nest building and a swim in the dam
While Skabby and I walked on the farm yesterday, a Hadeda Ibis flew overhead with nesting material in its beak.
Friday, September 17, 2021
Five years today
Today marks five years since I arrived in the Champagne Valley, Central Drakensberg.
So much has happened since the day Grant and I arrived on John's farm with Skabby and Eddie , and four cats (in carriers) in the back of a pickup which we'd borrowed from a friend in Marquard.
For one: Eddie (our old Jack Russell), Grant, and three of the original four cats, Shadow, Ginger and Ambrose are no longer with us. These are listed in chronological order, not in order of importance.
Thursday, September 16, 2021
The plot thickens
Dear Blogger friends. I seem to stay out of trouble for months on end. Then I hurt myself and the problems just magnify!
When I hurt my rib, I obviously also initiated an injury in my left leg - the same side as the rib; the same side which took the brunt of trying to move the monster couch two weeks ago! My leg held out for ten days; then while walking along the farm road with Skabby on Thursday, and as I put my left leg forward I felt a burning sensation in my shin.
As I had said last week, I rested from Friday afternoon until Sunday morning to heal my rib. Well, the shin was so painful. I had no option but to rest the leg at the same time.
Mornings were fine. I felt a twinge but pushed through the pain. By 5pm, my shin was on fire and I would have to rest (leg elevated for 15 minutes before continuing with my tasks.
On Tuesday, I could take no more so I drove to the next town to my doctor. He knows left leg well. LOL! In December 2018, I was attacked by 11 dogs in my neighbor's yard. Three bit me badly and the neighbors rushed me to this doctor late on a Sunday night. His quick and professional stitching and antibiotic injections as well as a tetanus jab that night saved my leg. I spent two weeks with my leg elevated; the local nurse, a good friend of mine, removed the stitches and pronounced the wound completely healed.
My leg survived that trauma.
Last August, I cut my leg open, neglected to have it seen to . It caused a hematoma for which I had to have surgery. And spent six weeks with my leg elevated with a professional nurse dressing the wound twice a week.
My leg survived that trauma!
Now, when I thought it was only a cracked rib I had to deal with, my leg decided it wanted a show in and sustained an injury.
The doctor scanned my leg and announced that I had torn a muscle: the flexor digitorum longus. After the scan, he showed me illustrations in his big doctor's manual. I later Googled it ...
He prescribed anti-inflammatory meds which seem to help already.
I had to chuckle: while my doctor is very pleasant he's not the jovial sort. While he was scanning the leg area and showing me the distortion on the screen, I said: It will be one for the books, if one day I go to my grave with this leg intact. (I have a macabre sense of humor at times) He looked at me and then burst out laughing.
Today I have my weekly Weigh-Less meeting in the Valley. I also have a couple arriving at The Bunker this weekend to celebrate their 10th wedding anniversary. So I'll pop into my unit and add fresh fruit, chocolates and a card. I also have ten guests arriving at my family accommodation so I will go up and add soaps and toiletries to the bathrooms.
Then I will return home, lie on my bed with my leg elevated until Sunday morning when I clean The Bunker after the guests have checked out.
You all take care now. Don't follow my silly ways of causing hassles when it wasn't necessary!
Wednesday, September 15, 2021
Continuing with my Wednesday post theme of images which are symmetrical and draw the eye to a point ahead, I stopped at a local restaurant nestled under the majestic Champagne Castle and Cathkin Peaks. I was delivering beauty products to the receptionist.
Leaving the office, the walkway to a thatched building in the middle of the dam, caught my eye. It was in this building that Grant and I attended the dedication service of our precious granddaughter, Bethany (now 12!) in 2009. And where, many years later, in December 2017, we had Grant's memorial service.
It's phenomenal how these memories pop into my head when I capture places with my camera.