In between reading and writing I love watching birds in my garden, sharing my enjoyment of tea, and taking photos of patterns in nature. I enjoy visiting game reserves and love being in the outdoors. I am constantly surprised by the variety of creatures I come across in the garden and by the scribbled notes I find in my old notebooks. This is my space to share all these things.
Great to meet you through the blogosphere, Anne. I thoroughly enjoyed a browse through your beautiful descriptive posts. Captivating stuff. I was raised in PE and parts of the territory are familiar. Just love your bird lists, there’s something fulfilling in reading the variety of sightings 😊.
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Thank you very much. I find your photographs inspiring too.
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I have learnt so much from your blog. Specifically thank you for your article on blackjacks. Since reading it, I have been feeding blackjack plants to my chickens and they are thoroughly loving it!
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I am glad your chickens like the blackjacks!
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Did you identify your “purple flower that looks like a verbena” in your Nov 2 2016 blog and “Sea of yellow flowers at Algoa Bay lookout”
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I am afraid not.
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Good morning Anne, can I contact yo via email.
Clive Walker
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Love your content Anne – if I ever feel homesick will know where to go from my sofa now 😉
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Thank you – I merely record what I see and in doing so have found myself becoming more observant. Enjoy.
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What an interesting blog! The tiniest of things that you have written about make it beautiful!
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Thank you. I hope you will continue to enjoy my odd observations and musings.
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Dear Anne,
Having recently read your blog on ‘Kennetjie’, I was wondering if you have anything on the Marbles we used to play in Primary School ( mine was on the East Rand)
Ours was a H pot scraped into fairly hard level ground. Players would place their mostly) glass marbles (marlies) along the midline of the pot (called staking the pot’ and then retire about 6m away and toss their Ironies or Goens to see who was closest. The Goens would roll into nearest the H.The closest was adjudged as having ‘laid the pot’ and could go first. If somebody hit a Marley in the pot, they threw again
The goen ( steel ball bearing of various sizes) was held between the palm and forefinger of one hand (usually LH if Right handed) They then flicked the goen with the Right forefinger towards the pot. Good players were incredibly accurate and fast.
Once one had hit a marble in the pot as aimed, one could then aim for the nearest competitors goen, and if hit, take their Marley as their own, they could then go for another Marley and Goen and sometimes clean up the pot.
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You describe the marble game very well. I do not recall the H, but a shallow trench scraped into the ground with a ‘boundary’ drawn round it in the dust – perhaps performing a similar function the the H. Otherwise the rules seemed much the same. Where we played it was a winners take all: some went away with a whole lot more glass marbles than they came with, while others went home with fewer. The metal Goens we used were large ball bearings.
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My hubby recalls this game too. They also used the circle as Anne described it.
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Do children still play with marbles, I wonder.
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I don’t know🤷🏻♀️
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Hi Anne
I just discovered your blog this afternoon whilst trying to establish if Common Fiscals “self tame” Your blog came up almost instantly in my Google Search. I have bookmarked it and am looking forward to reading a lot more of your posts when time allows.
I see you hail from the Eastern Cape. My husband was born in PE and I lived in EL for my high school years. We have been living in the Western Cape 43 years.
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It is lovely to hear from you, Des. I hope you will enjoy your relationship with the Common Fiscal and reading my blog from time to time.
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I saw your post about Major Hatherley Moor’s grave. It notes that he was from St. Clement in Truro, Cornwall, UK. You might be amused to learn that our family (Moor) still live in that same house.
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Thank you Gregory, I am delighted to know that!
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