Day 451 – Sunbirds in the wind at Kirstenbosch

Father’s Day, and after some lovely gifts and a nice coffee in bed, I was lucky enough to be taken out (not in a Mafia way, no) for a picnic brunch at Kirstenbosch.

A few things that are relevant or of interest at this point:

It’s midwinter’s day tomorrow, but today is 28 degrees with a strong, gusting gale force, Bergwind blowing. (You’ll note that that link is illustrated with a photo from Kirstenbosch, almost as proof that it can happen there. Because it does.) It’s hot, dry and very breezy. Not bad for June, great to be out and about, but not great for watching the birds, as their perches were waving about all over the place and the feathery things themselves were very skittish.
Kirstenbosch was empty. Like, park right outside the gate empty. On a sunny Sunday morning (and Father’s Day, nogal) at 10am.
Why is this? Where is everybody? I don’t understand. Still: fantastic for social distancing.
Also, Kirstenbosch needs a bit of TLC. I’ve never had to say that before. Yes, of course it’s still utterly magnificent, but the lawns need a mow and the beds need weeding. Basic stuff that makes a lot of difference to the general appearance and the overall impression. I don’t know if this is a money thing or a Covid thing or a environmental decision, but it looks a bit tatty at the moment.

Anyway, after a very pleasant brunch and an international Zoom call to partially fulfill my own filial duties, I tried to find a few more sheltered places to get some quick shots. The pincushions were bright and cheerful, and the sunbirds were out and about. It was frustrating stuff with the birds flitting at the slightest movement and the flowers being buffeted by the wind from all angles, but I did manage to get a few decent images. You can see them on Flickr here.

I feel that in better conditions, I could have done better, and so I’m determined to pop back “soon” (it is just up the road and we are BotSoc members, after all) and see if I can improve on what I got today.

So… look out for that then, I guess.

Slip in a quickie

Careful now.

It’s been a great Father’s Day. We skyped my Dad, we did lunch, I sat on the couch and watched the World Cup all afternoon with a beer and a beagle for company.

I hope your day was equally good.

And, because I’m about to enjoy Brazil v Switzerland, here’s a quick quota photo to fill up the gap between yesterday and tomorrow.

Ethereal background, striking, but weird red and white post thing, perfectly positioned crescent moon. Not much to dislike here.

And now, football.

Thanks Jamie

Memory Monday

Well, there’s Flashback Friday [is there? – Ed.] and Throwback Thursday, so why not Memory Monday?

Easy way to slip a quota photo in while I’m out hunting swimming with dolphins in the Indian Ocean. And since I’m writing this on Father’s Day (dolphins having comprehensively failed to invent wifi yet), here’s one of of my dad.

A belated Happy Father’s Day to all the dads out there.
And for more up to date photos, maybe check out my Instagram

Flood Fun

Once the near Biblical weather of last night had subsided, I was taken for a ride, literally, by my boy.

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Many of the paths around Tokai Forest were similarly waterlogged, and we spent a couple of hours riding through them and getting thoroughly wet.

It was a good way to spend a Father’s Day afternoon, but the hot shower afterwards was much needed.

My Favourite Superhero

On Father’s Day, what better than this set of… erm… photo-drawings from Italian… erm… photo-drawer Giulia Pex?

She took photos of her dad doing mundane tasks and then jazzed them up because her dad is her favourite superhero.

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Even at age [quite old] my Dad can regularly still be found on the roof (although not if he remembers to take his medication). I’ve never seen him opt for the pose above though: he’d probably be painting the chimney.

Anyway, this goes out to my Dad and any other father’s out there who are their kids’ favourite superheroes.

Happy Father’s Day.