The chances of being attacked by a carefully concealed Hadeda in your back garden are small…

…but they’re never zero.
The chances of being attacked by a carefully concealed Hadeda in your back garden are small…

…but they’re never zero.
Almost forgot to blog this evening after a bit of a weird day.
So quickly let me educate us all on racoons:

There’s absolutely no need to know this information in Africa (unless you are heading for a pub quiz), but then you never know when you might be heading for a pub quiz, so here it is.
Tomorrow (if I remember): Know Your Lemurs.
I’m not even joking.
I’ve been rearranging spring cleaning my office, and it’s taking a while to get done. Mainly because other tasks keep getting in the way.
But I had no excuse this afternoon, when I was tidying out a cupboard and found a couple of old hard drives. And then started looking through the tens of thousands of photos on them.
I took this in January 2019. Apparently.

Probably somewhere Agulhas… the dirt road through to Prinskraal from the R319?
Maybe?
No streetview along there, so I can’t confirm.
But what a shot! /s
And wow. 3 hours of tidying time wasted, just like that.
Printer ink I mean.
Except, you need context and so actually, printer ink isn’t that expensive.
But let’s pretend that it is, because then this cartoon makes so much more sense.

Of course, these days, you’d be looking at the ridiculous price of pixel light if you were moaning about a blank screen. And while it doesn’t cost much to light a single pixel, apparently, you need bloody loads of the things for them to work properly.
I know that I have probably missed the zeitgeist for last night’s lunar eclipse. People have moved on to politics, record-breaking cricket scores and other such nonsense, and so this is clearly old news.
But just for the record, the clouds did clear, making for a good view of the moon (although it cunningly tied to hide). In fact, the only real issue was the wind, which made long exposures rather difficult, and thus getting a photo required some patience, some perseverance and some ISO twiddling.

Still, I’m relatively happy with this shot, and as documentary evidence of what the event looked like from Cape Town… well, it looked like this.
Job done then, and now back to editing horse photos.