Guess who is the morning person and who got dragged out of bed against their will to witness the sunrise 🙂
A delicious Tempur Sleep Mask gives you the darkest, most comfortable sleep and a soft gown gets you out of bed the right way.
Subtle winter sunrises are the best. Keeps you calm and centred.
Road tripping from Benoni to Port Elizabeth is a great way to see the countryside.
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After a year away from home, I was eager to see how my ginger was doing.
Despite the clayey earth, it was thriving!
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One of the things I’ve most been looking forward to
about going back to South Africa is going for a bike ride.
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Radical Raptors is a wonderful bird of prey rehabilitation and awareness centre,
just near Plettenberg Bay along South Africa’s famous Garden Route.
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I love collecting toilet signs. Cute ones, clever ones, unusual ones…
It’s become a little obsession of mine. Here are some I’ve collected with a place and story if I can remember. First up are some from my home country, South Africa.
As you might expect, animals are a common motif.
These painted owls come from the Dullstroom Bird of Prey and Rehabilitation Centre.
It’s well worth the visit if you’re ever in the area.
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It’s cold and mizzy here in Busan and I am so jealous of my family who are spending the festive season in the Kruger Park. I’m longing for clear South African skies, the clean smell of the bushveld, and the sights and sounds of birds and animals. In an effort to quell my homesickness, I’ve been looking at old photos from the Kruger.
Here are some from a trip a couple of years ago.
A matryoshka doll of elephants. Isn’t that the collective noun?
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We spent a week in the bush. I don’t think I’ve ever seen such a dry “rainy” season before: it’s worse than many winters have been. Despite this, the animals seem well fed. The lions’ bellies are so fat that they struggle to drink, their full stomachs hitting the ground uncomfortably as they crouch to drink the muddy water. It will probably be gone in the next few days, leaving a baked dry cake barely betraying the smallest hint of water.
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