Which is what one should feel like at the end of every holiday, but that doesn’t always happen. This was a good break: hours of walking, driving along the coast, exploring, bird-watching, taking the dog along quiet dirt roads so he could practise walking to heel. Reflecting, musing, unwinding by a fire of kameldoring each night, getting up early to look at crazy red dawns across the bay.
Sea birds and fynbos-dwelling birds: terns, Cape cormorants, dikkops, francolins, guineafowl, plovers, sea gulls, fiscal shrikes, waders, wagtails, tiny yellow Cape canaries.
If I didn’t have so much unpacking to do, I might even write a blog about it. But that will have to wait. Do you have any idea how much havoc can be caused by a small bottle of balsamic vinegar breaking in a overpacked vehicle jounced along dusty untarred roads?
Hi, Weezie. Take your time settling back into the routine…:)
Hi, Weezie. Take your time settling back into the routing…
Welcome back
So glad you got a break darlin’.
Oh good, gald it all went well other than that pesky balsamic vinegar.
Nice to read you here again. Welcome back to the “other” world. Your birding sounds interesting.
Nice to read your posts