From my doorstep.

There is always something going on in my street. My slide door opens on my deck which is higher than the street. From my doorstep I can see the sheep grazing and the farmers dog chasing the sheep on his own(this dog is very naughty, he isn’t supposed to run after the sheep. He also barks the whole day because the owners lock him up)

Yesterday or the day before I heard clip-clop, clip-clop on the road. I quickly went to my doorstep. I nearly missed the passers by. It was the lady who has multiple scleroses. She can’t ride the Clydesdale horse anymore. She rides in her electronic wheelchair and leads the horse. Her little Jack Russel sits on her lap.

In the two years I’ve been living here she has deteriorated from riding the horse to now only leading it.

On the road

Camino de Santiago

Camino Skies

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I went to the movies this afternoon. I’m tempted by this wonderful film. Maybe, maybe I might do it.

Spesiaal vir Toortsie!

New dog friend.

On our walk this weekend we met a new friend.

Early morning adventure.

Early morning adventure.

Friday, April 13, my favourite day!

I usually take Trompie for a quick walk before I leave home at about ten past seven.

With all the bad weather I did not take him for these early walks. I am in the lucky position now to have a fenced garden. I let him out at half past six, but he kept on telling me he wanted to go out.

I know why he wants to go out. He loves to sniff out cat poop to eat.

I put Trompie on his lead. I told him I am already late, he better hurry up.

The road in front of my house is a double drive with an isle in the middle grown with grass.

We crossed the road and walked past the farm where there are about fifty sheep and four cows. It smelled like the farm. Trompie kept on trying to push through the fence. He wasn’t in a hurry at all.

I forced him to keep on walking. We crossed the road just after passing the roundabout.

We were back on the side where my house is. When we came around the bend,

EXCITEMENT:

On the middle part were two huge, white, fat pigs looking at us.

Trompie looked at them, and they looked back.

Trompie and I slowly moved nearer

You know what these two pigs did?

At first, they stared at us.

We stared back in amazement.

They turned around in a flash, squealing and off they went, back home.

 

 

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New home.

I visited the new house.

It looks awesome.

Front door.

In the kitchen.

Front door.

Bea taking Mum for a walk!

A day in Trompie’s life!

After the earthquake and then the stormy weather with floods we had a dry day. We (Trompie and I) walked up the hill. On our way up, we found some baby birds on the pavement. Blown out of their nests into the wetness without their parents they could not survive.

Trompie had a sniff at it.

This morning we visited Trompie’s cousins Molly and Luigi.

 We also met Lilly one of Trompie’s girlfriends on our late afternoon walk.

Photography 101: Street

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/dp_assignment/photography-101-street/

“…focus on a street. It can be a quiet road in a small town, an alley near your apartment, or a busy street where pedestrians weave between cars and motorbikes, like this scene…” from my neighborhood where people love to walk their dogs every day. My car is parked on the other side of the road, in front of my son’s place!