A Bouquet

Dear Readers,

Thank you for the wonderful support through another year of blog posts.  Your continued interest and comments are so appreciated.  This year whisked by all too quickly unfurling through the seasons and nature’s bewitching patterns.  Unexpected events too – fire, storms and the continuing drought all added to the drama.   Hope you’ll hop on board for a ride through next year’s stories revealing the wildlife characters living at the foot of Africa, here on this wild side of the southern reaches of the Cape Peninsula.

Wishing one and all a wonderful year ahead, and here’s hoping you may imbibe healthy doses of nature outdoors and be inspired:  “Carpe Diem” !

 

 

 

WPC: Serene


Twilight in Southern Africa is a short affair – 45 minutes after sunset and evening rustles in. As birds and animals come in to roost there’s a gradual lessening of ‘chirp’. Here at the Kunene River Lodge the wind subsides and the water takes on a heavenly appearance to perfectly reflect the sky and clouds. It is remarkably serene – for about 15 minutes before the night chorus cranks up. Cicadas, crickets, frogs, night jars all tune up and deafen the night in syncopated symphony.
WPC: serene

Layered

Playing with layers of depth, density and texture, my thoughts keep returning to the Mariana Trench, that rift in the seabed – 10,996 meters down.  It lies in the Western Pacific, east of the Philippines.  This abstract image reminds me of a time at sea when sailing across the vast Pacific where distances to horizons stretch over vast plains of indigo blue.  The inky depths had an allure like no other, and the waves broke ice-white in pristine opalescence.  Oh! Sometimes I yearn to be on that ocean in it’s sea-blue colours,  feeling it’s textures and windsong moods.

WPC:  Layers.

Ben’s challenge this week …..  “share with us a layered image of your own. The topic is wide open, as long as you focus on the interplay of depth, density, and texture (or just choose one of these elements if you’d like). Strata of clouds, a shirt collar peeking through a sweater, a cross-section of an onion: you can keep your interpretation as literal or as figurative as you wish.”