The dawn breaks and the first pale light dulls a million stars. The Fiery-Cheeked Nightjar’s “Good Lord deliver us” call fades to give way to the melodious song of a Cape Robin-Chat. These opening bars cue-in the avian orchestral fanfare, …
Holy Crap! I recently travelled to London, and stayed at a hotel in Canary Wharf. As part of my morning routine, I run. One morning, as I headed across the Isle of Dogs alongside the River Thames, I was presented …
This picture is a combination of two pictures smashed together using the Enlight app i have on my iphone. The underlying photo is of a tulip flower display at the 2017 Philadelphia Flower Show. Actually, the flower show theme was …
This picture is a combination of two pictures smashed together using the Enlight app i have on my iphone. The underlying photo is of a tablescape at the 2017 Philadelphia Flower Show. The layout and symmetry of the table are …
Holy crap! I learned today that we all need to worry about the work of the International Earth Rotation and Reference System Service based in Paris France. Apparently they think the rotation of the earth is slowing down and as …
The kite seller strolls slowly past us along the beach, the wind lifting his wares aloft in a fluttering chorus of colour, the most intricate and beautiful sailing boats with wings, hoisted on colourful stacked sails bobbing and pitching effortlessly …
The first bicycle rolls into Nottingham Road about two hours after we left the greening fields of Michaelhouse. Total distance covered: 13km. Not a great pace, but the first day always seems to bring out the worst teething problems in …
The evening of the Michaelhouse Matric Ball brought unusually warm, clear weather for Balgowan, where the mist inevitably descends after a hot summer day. Wanting to make an interesting entrance, without upstaging any of the matric boys and their partners …
The aircraft has just left terra firma. White tropical beaches give way to the deep blue Caribbean sea as we climb into the clouds. Yesterday was different. The Airbus accelerated down the runway but instead of taking off, slewed to …
Hwaqahwaqa, “mottled object”, “overcast sky”. This was her Zulu name, given due to the irregular black pools on her soft grey coat that seemed to echo the ancient skies over a dull African veld. To the mlungus who knew her …