This morning’s walk

Still getting out and getting exercise when I can in the autumn sunshine ahead of the frankly terrifying weather forecast this weekend.

The calf is improving, but walking feels much better than running at the moment. And yes, Cape Town has provided some amazing backdrops over the last few days, both in the morning and the evening.

This one is a quick and dirty unedited phone shot from this morning’s 4km wander around Bishopscourt and Claremont. Just because… well… just look at it.

Sunrise

It was at 7:23 local time here this morning.

And in the words of Douglas Adams:

Several billion trillion tons of superhot exploding hydrogen nuclei rose slowly above the horizon and managed to look small, cold and slightly damp.

A quote made for this image:

The early morning fog is already burning off, and we’re in for another sunny Autumnal day.

Have a good one, wherever you are.

Day 410 – A goodbye

Friends of ours emigrated to the UK this morning. Everyone seems to be emigrating at the moment. So much so that I’m wondering if we’re going to be the only people left here soon. Almost a case of “will the last ones out please switch off the light”, although that happens fairly regularly anyway. This particular emigration was foisted upon the family in question by the economic effects of the coronavirus pandemic. I’m quite sure they’d still be happily here if it weren’t for the nastiness of the last 18 months.

But I digress.

I know how hard it is to leave friends, your family and your home country behind. I had a bit of last minute assistance in that regard in that the weather on my way down to Heathrow was absolutely filthy and most anyone who had the option to leave the country for sunnier climes would likely have done so as soon as they possibly could.
Cape Town was nowhere as near as helpfully persuasive this morning.

Eina. Fancy that being your last view (for a while, at least) of your hometown.

And then having to fly to Johannesburg. And then (eventually) to London. I mean, obviously, the place has its perks and positives, but sunrises over the Simonsberg like this? Not so much.

Good luck out there. I’ll keep the photos coming in case you miss the mountains.

Day 384 – Whose blog is it anyway?

Them: “Look, I know that these autumnal sunrises are pretty and all, but you can’t just keep using them as quota photos for blog posts!”

Me: “Ha!”

So, with that established, here are a couple of quota photos of the autumnal sunrise this morning. (Sat=0)

Delicious anti-crepuscular rays included.

It’s going to be a scorcher of a day. Stay cool!

Day 381 – Early morning

I don’t do early mornings whenever I can help it, but with the onset of Autumn and the kids’ return to school, I have at least had the pleasure of some impressive early morning views from our bedroom window.

The smoke from a veldfire… somewhere… made for some nice mustard on the left. The clouds made for some nice contrasty stuff on the right. This was quick and dirty (I had packed lunches to pack and schoolchildren to schoolchild).
But I’m hopeful that there may be opportunities for a few more images over the next couple of weeks and beyond.

And yes, Saturation = 0. Of course.