As spotted on the way to the beach this morning:
I’m quite impressed with the way the camera on my Sony phone managed this shot.
It also makes phone calls and you can blog on it too. (The phone, not the ladybird.)
Category: quota photo
The Emerald Tea Lounge
Concord House (“the Pam Golding building”) on the corner of Summerly and Main Road in Kenilworth is being – actually, probably has been by now – demolished and will be redeveloped into offices and shops over the next 18 months.
The partial demolition revealed a previous incarnation of the building – The Emerald Tea Lounge – of which I can find absolutely no record on Google. Presumably, this means that it never actually existed, so why the sign, I wonder?
A bigger view here.
UPDATE: According to the Cape Telephone Directories, The Emerald Tea Lounge was open between 1953-56.
Wasp
I think that this is some sort of paper wasp, and it was being very industrious as it began constructing a nest on the canvas over the patio. I pointed and I shot and I quite like what the new Sony camera has done with it, especially since the little bugger was moving about all over the place, nest building.
The nest has already been removed, before it got any bigger and before the wasp wasted any more of its valuable time.
Vulture II
Sometime last week, I posted a shot of a Cape Vulture taken at the Oudtshoorn Wildlife Ranch. That vulture was a “normal” Cape Vulture, in that, despite being in captivity, it knew that it was a vulture and it recognised others around it as being vultures too.
The Cape Vulture at Radical Raptors was slightly different. Sure, it probably knows that it’s a vulture, but it thinks that the guy who runs the centre is its mum, and thus constantly begs for food from him, in the same way that baby birds in a – say – robin’s nest would beg for food.
Aww.
The difference, of course, is that the Cape Vulture is:
a) far more mobile than these baby robins, and
b) has a wingspan of 2.6 metres.
The result is frankly terrifying:
But for all his deafening, banshee like screaming, he’s completely subservient and all he wants is a few scraps of meat.
Still, you wouldn’t want to get between him and his food. Like… er… I inadvertently did.
More pics (but still no blog post yet!) from Plett here.
The road to forever
Just a quick snap I took on the Yzerfontein road out of Darling (so yes, technically, this post should be “The road to Yzerfontein” or “The R315”, but never mind that), while heading home yesterday.
It does kind of look at the road goes into the sky and into forever, but in actual fact, just over the hill in the distance were a few ostriches and the R27. Not quite as romantic as you were thinking, right?
I’m not sure that you can possibly imagine my stupidity er… the danger I put myself in to get this, standing in the middle of the road just around a blind bend. The risks we take in the name of art, hey?
I quite like this snap already (narcissistic bastard that I am), but I think it looks even better bigger on black. Go see.