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.
Another tired Sunday evening (albeit a fake one), another morning on the beach, another fish and chip lunch and another long journey back to Cape Town.
It all adds up to another quota photo.
This was the dew on the Restios in the back garden this morning. I crouched in wet sand amongst wet plants to get this picture.
I’m really not sure why I do this kind of thing.