
Moroccan Tussles

Moroccan ceramics

Orange flower with bee

Orange flower with mate





Had a visit from my brother-in-law's wife and her cute daughter, Leigh today. Emma and Leigh are more or less the same age and enjoy each other's company in a somewhat complicated way. The sad thing is that while they were visiting us, their home in Centurion was being ransacked and cleaned out. Fortunately, by the time they got home, the burglars have already left. I feel very sorry for them - what a mess to have to sort out!

Tried my hand at some macro photography today and feel happy with the end result for the very first time. Will have to look around for more compelling subjects as have none in my garden.






We are leaving for Clarens tomorrow morning and I can't wait! It's my birthday on Sunday and my wonderful husband (I know it sounds like a cliche, but he really is wonderful) who understands how I hate being in Joburg organised a weekend away together with his sister, her husband and kids. The best gift right there, no need to gift wrap anything!
Was a little short on inspiration today so tried a few things with Joubert in particular, but as you can see from above expression, cooperation was in short supply! Still love that face though...

We are currently using our outdoor table as a barrier to keep Nelson from getting onto the patio and destroying the furniture. There is a hole in the middle of the table for an umbrella and I photographed Joubert through this hole. Not entirely happy with the end result, will have to try again.

Bought Joubert a glass deco kit yesterday and this was the end result of his first project. Not bad for a four-year old!

Okay, another try, but still not right. Have to try without flash, was obviously not paying attention.

Emma playing in the sand pit, also very irritated by her mother and her ever-present camera.
Will hopefully have plenty of photo opportunities during the weekend!





After yesterday's vortex of dread and feeling of self-loathing very happy with self about formatting of this image. All is thus not lost.
Love this pic of Joubert, such an accurate portrayal of his sense of fun!
Am really frustrated with inability to properly format blog. Have no clue how to upload pictures with frames, captions, watermarks etc and am annoyed to such an extent that I feel like giving up.





This is our dog, Nelson. My aunt asked me to photograph her two beloved bulldogs on Sunday, so I figured I'd better practice. Nelson was supposed to be the perfect addition to complete our family. Do any research on Golden Retrievers and you will soon be overcome with a desperate need to have one. Lovers of the breed are lavish in their praise - loving, loyal, intelligent, beautiful, etc. No mention at all of the hell one has to go through to get them to the stage where you can actually appreciate these characteristics. Nelson might be intelligent and beautiful, but I am too busy running around like a lunatic, trying to calm myself in the wake of the destruction that he causes. Our once promising garden is now nothing but a distant memory. Lovely little palms lay strewn all over the lawn, once blooming flower beds are littered with leftovers of soft toys, even lawns have intermittent huge holes where I frequently stumble, swearing and waving my arms. Nelson's biggest ambition is to reduce all our furniture to fire wood and turn our Persian rug into a flee infested, hairy dog's bed. Ugh! Two kids are enough to test any mother's patience, but this dog is definitely the straw that will break the camel's back! The only reason that Nelson is still with us - as opposed to back with the breeder or six feet under - is that beautiful face. And the fact that my son loves him. And he is very good with the kids. And he cost a BAG full of money. And hopefully, one day, I will also sing his praise and convince some poor sod of the good qualities of the wonderful Golden Retriever.

