The end of the year and the last session.
Little Bea enjoyed every moment of it!
Hier in my kontrei het elke derde huis n Pitt-Bull. Waarom weet ek nie maar nou ja, wie is ek om iets te sê.(hul hou nog van hondegevegte hier! Hoe aaklig)
Gister loop ek verby n huis waar nuwe mense ingetrek het. Nou toe, so wraggies het hul ook n Pitt-Bull. Hul het juis uitgekom met die hond aan n reuse halsband en ketting. Trompie is nuuskierige agie en wil net gaan om te ontmoet. Nee jong, die meneer stel nie belang in n vriendelike ontmoeting nie. Gelukkig is ons aan die anderkant van die straat.
Vanoggend loop ons weer verby. Geen taal of tyding van n hond nie. Ha, daar kom die idioom toe op: STILLE WATERS, DIEPE GROND
ONDER DRAAI DIE DUIWEL ROND.
Ek raak toe sommer nostalgies toe ek Laurika Rauch Stille Waters hoor sing. Ek moes dit net deel.
Stille waters, diepe grond, onder draai die duiwel rond
Stel jy belang om deel te neem?
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First visit to Zimbabwe
Our hotel at Victoria Falls
First sight of Victoria Falls at sun rise
Baobab tree and street vendors.
Statue of Livingston
Mighty Victoria Falls
The Zambesi was very dry due to the drought.
We crossed the bridge between Zimbabwe and Zambia.
The helicopter which flew us over the Vic falls.
Zilephone made from horns.
Sun-set trip on Zambesi River.
We had a boat trip on the Chobe River and saw many elephants.
The last sunrise over the Victoria Falls.
The mist that thunders.
Sunday evening(13/11/2016) after a busy day, I went off to bed at about 10:30 not knowing what the night would bring two hours later.
I woke up just after 12 o’clock. My bed was swaying, Trompie picked up his head. I felt the bed moving and the walls shaking. It sounded as if the house was going to collapse. Then Trompie gave a fierce bark. Earthquake! We jumped out of bed. I did not switch on the light and told Trompie to get out of the way. He kept close to me. I stood in the passage waiting for the worst.The shaking subsided. I decided to go into the bathroom because nature was calling.
It kept on rolling underneath. We went back to bed. Then my border came out of his room. He got a message from his wife near Christchurch asking how he was. He told me that it had been the worst quake he had experienced.
We went back to bed. The whole night aftershocks kept on rolling underneath. One of my pot plants had tumbled to the floor, and my books on my bookshelf moved and nearly tumbled off.
Monday morning my alarm went off. I did my usual morning rituals. My border told me that he could not go into Wellington. The news on the radio said that no trains were running and the roads into Wellington were closed down.
Just after seven I received a call that there would be no Before School Care but the school would be open. I told the secretary that I would anyway go in case some parents had not received the message.
It is about a ten minutes drive to school from my home. I arrived just before 7:30 am. At 7:45 am a board member came to check the building. He brought his two young children with him. While he checked the school, I kept an eye on the two boys. Then a parent turned up with his little girl. He had not read the message about no Before school care. I told him it would be okay; I would look after her and keep her safe.
Teachers started to arrive just before eight.
I went home at 8:15. Aftershocks kept coming and going. I went back to After School Care in the afternoon. There were twelve children till about 4.30 that afternoon.
Tuesday morning I went back for Before School care. It was wet; heavy torrential rain kept pouring down. I was so tired and did not feel up to going back for the afternoon session. Lucky for me the school called, I did not need to come because most children were picked up before lunch time. The rain caused havoc with flooding and causing slips on the roads. Wellington was cut off. In the meantime, more earthquakes kept on coming and going. Two strong quakes shook us at 1.15 and 1.30 pm.
Now it is Wednesday evening; we survived another exciting day of tremors and a bit of dry weather. I am happy to say that I am well but tired. Looking after children and keeping them all safe and happy for the last three days was very stressful.
Vandag het ek n behoefte in my hart gehad om : “Al die veld is vrolik” met almal te deel.
Dis n lang naweek hier. Ek wou eintlik Wellington toe gaan om die Filipynse Fees te gaan afneem. Die oggend was so heerlik dat ek daarteen besluit het en liewers sommer hier in my eie omgewing fotos geneem.
Ek het eers sommer hier op die sypaadjie die volgende blommetjies afgeneem.
Dis die kleinste, klein ou magrietjies. Meisies by die skool het die week stringetjies gemaak en in hul hare gesit. Daar was ook volgens my “perde blommetjies” (dis hoe my ma die blommetjies genoem het) met bytjies op.
Toe loop ek die hele dag en sing : Al die veld is vrolik want ek het uitgery na die “Twin Lakes” en die mooiste fotos daar geneem.
Ongelukkig het ek nog nie koggelmandertjies, regte krieke en sprinkane hier raakgeloop nie.
For this week’s challenge, share a photo that features H2O; the element of water. Water comes in many different states and guises.
This morning I took Trompie for his first walk. It was raining on and off.
Puddles of water along the road.
Reflection of trees in the water.
The clouds and blue sky reflecting in a puddle of water.
Trompie enjoying the freshness after the rain.
Jen Hooks at WordPress invites us all to-
show us a mirror. You can take this photo challenge literally, and find reflections in mirrors, or in the stillness of a natural body of water. Live in an urban area? Some skyscrapers are beautifully reflective of the cityscape around them. Or, use this challenge to take a photo of yourself in the mirror. Self-documentation is important, especially for those of us who are usually behind the lens. Enjoy!
Glass, on glass.
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I love to photograph flowers with
droplets on their fragile leaves.
Camera: Canon EOS 450D
It is WEDNESDAY and we do the letter “W”
Follow-up of Victoria Waterfall.
Opvolg van Waterval
1971: My first ride in an aeroplane! My sister and I visited South America. We had an awesome time there. One of the highlights was the trip to Iguazu and the Iguazu Falls.
I took the following photos. They are not the best but they are precious to me. I took them with a Kodak asthmatic camera. The photos are slides that I copied onto my computer.
My sister and I
At the hotel, they had these very tame parrots. We did not trust them at all!
Waterfall from the aeroplane.
Iguazu Falls are located where the Iguazu River tumbles over the edge of the Paraná Plateau, 23 kilometres (14 mi) upriver from the Iguazu’s confluence with the Paraná River. Numerous islands along the 2.7-kilometre-long (1.7 mi) edge divide the falls into many separate waterfalls and cataracts, varying between 60 to 82 metres (197 to 269 ft) high. The number of these smaller waterfalls fluctuates from 150 to 300, depending on the water level. Approximately half of the river’s flow falls into a long and narrow chasm called the Devil’s Throat (Garganta del Diablo in Spanish or Garganta do Diabo in Portuguese). The Devil’s Throat is U-shaped, 82 metres high, 150 m wide, and 700 m long (269×492×2,297 ft). Place names have been given also to many other smaller falls, such as San Martín Falls, Bossetti Falls, and many others.
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