Spring has sprung

No, I know. Technically Spring hasn’t sprung at all, but Mother Nature is far from exact in her habits and rituals, and thus, Spring-like things have already begun to happen.

In (rural) South Africa, Spring-like things basically come in three separate parts:

1. Weather
2. Flowers, and
3. Snakes

and it’s because I’ve seen signs of all three of these categories being represented this weekend that I’m calling Spring, sprung.

The weather is easy to call – days of sunshine, temperatures in the mid to high 20’s (or beyond), but without those balmy Summer nights: it still gets chilly in the evenings and you’ll probably need your braai as much for keeping warm as for cooking dinner.
The flowers are everywhere. Everywhere! Most evident are the Vygies, their almost artificial pink luminescence covering gardens, spilling onto the edge of the roads, decorating the verges.
And then, yes, the snakes. 3 sightings this weekend alone: 2 puff adders and one probable boomslang. One of the puffies and the boomslang were from the safety of a car, but the other puffy was just chilling out in the vegetation right next to the path down to the beach. Cue a quick evacuation to the car park and a decision to use the other, more open, path to the beach next time. And the time after that. All the times, in fact. Yes, they are beautiful to look at, but no, you don’t want to get too close.

All of which brings me to the photos. In my virus-addled, somewhat stressed state on Friday afternoon, I neglected to pack my camera for the trip to Agulhas. Thus, I’ve been using my Z2 to take photos this weekend (of weather, flowers and snakes). And, sitting back here in Cape Town with a nice Marlon, I think it’s done ok. Yes, it’s alright at taking those “easy memories” kind of shots, but the fact that it can then bang out something like this amazes me.

Not perfect, sure. But this is a phone. Primarily a device for communication, not for taking photographs of flowers covered in early morning dew.

Anyway, I’m impressed. You can go and see a few more photos here. And I’ve started an Flickr album of phone photos, because I think this phone is finally good enough to warrant that.

Panoramae

We’re chilling out by the coast and there are important things to do like walking on the beach and cooking meat on the braai so blogging is always going to take a bit of a back seat.

Still, you need your fix and so here is not one, but two quota panoramae! [cue gasps of astonishment from the expectant crowd]

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The first one is from our journey down here last night. Some nameless dirt road just north of Napier where stopped to give Colin a comfort break and to take photos of the sun setting over the Southern Cape farmland.

The second is from the beach near Suiderstrand, this time walking Colin until it broke and needed to be carried home.

I suppose that if there is one thing to be said for having a dog, it’s that you get the opportunity to take photos like these, when otherwise, you’d probably be in a pub somewhere, enjoying a nice drink and some good laughs.

Hmm.

Camouflage

If you’re going to hang around amongst rocks partially covered in purple algae (and who I am to say that you can’t?) and you don’t want to get eaten by something else hanging around amongst rocks partially covered in purple algae, you’d best make yourself look like a rock partially covered in purple algae, right?

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This little guy was so confident in his camouflage that he sat perfectly still under our scrutiny until we actually poked him (gently, obviously). Only then did he break cover and dart amongst some other rocks partially covered in purple algae, where he lived to hide another day.

Spotted in Cape Agulhas during the weekend’s low tide.

Kelp Help

The weather this Friday is so different to the weather last Friday. I even have high hopes of seeing Saturday, which is not how I felt this time last week. Of course, I did get to see last Saturday, but it was only because of the building skills of the local builders, who built the walls and the corrugating skills of the local corrugators, who did the steel roof.

So, survive we did, and then when we braved the icy temperatures outside, some of us kept warm by dragging kelp along the beach:

Wet kelp is heavier than it looks (and it looks pretty heavy). A few hundred metres dragging wet kelp along sand in the wind is equivalent to doing an Ironman.

If you’re very-nearly-almost-six-years-old, anyway.