Fan tastic!

There is a mini world of life pulsating from this very beautiful Fan Aloe…..                      The Aloe in its own right is sumptuous, it looks rather like an exotic candelabra minus the candles but then if you look a little closer, you see the amazing world of mother arachnia  and all her ex-husbands (she eats them when done with their services) and various nurseries of waiting to hatch offspring. Within the network of silken strands there are also many collectables, she really is quite a hoarder in her own right! Leaves, moths  butterflies feathers and wasps…. maybe we have a few common habits.

I collect lots of extraneous natural matter too.

I just don’t eat meat.

Cape miracles

Tadays miracle viewing was at one of my favourite and most peaceful of places.

This beautiful member of the Protea kingdom is currently strutting her stuff on the “ramp” of the worlds most scenic and colourfilled botanical gardens.

Dressed in midsummer finery, I believe that this bloom is one of the sugar bush family, no wonder she is so glorious, the sugar birds pay these regal blooms constant attention, like maids-in-waiting, fluttering frantically  around, also dressed to win hearts. If you are lucky enough to see them together it is a double delight.

I am sure that Georgia O’Keefe would have been as entranced by this treat today!

This posting is for all who are unable to get to Kirstenbosch Gardens, one of the gems of the Cape.

Fridge versus cupboard?

Over the years (now THAT makes me feel mature!) I have learned not to flinch when one of my male offspring opens the fridge door and groans, ” there’s nothing to eat in this house” then shuts it before repeating the process within seconds, possibly hoping that Father Christmas, the tooth fairy and  the Easter bunny will all magically pop a few Woolies instant meals, not to mention a few other favourite fast food brands, onto the shelf, preferably the one perfectly positioned at eye level.

We have for the past week been having a heatwave par excellance in the Cape, there is nowhere to escape from this heat and no clothes are cool enough….which brings me to the flip side of this thought process, as empty as the fridge looks to a male person with an appetite to quell, there is that same feeling for me on opening my cupboard in the morning with a heatwave to battle…”there is nothing to wear in this house” Where, oh where are F.C. the Easter bunny and the tooth fairy now?

Some things don’t change as life moves on, my adult sons still find the fridge empty when I see it as do-able with a bit of creative license and any male person who was able to glimpse into my cupboard would respond immediately with  “there’s lots to wear, what are you talking about?”

I guess we all have our little problems, I am going to solve a few with a bit of my own creative license, without the assistance of any mystical intervention; I am going to just close the cupboard doors and hop into the fridge.

The best of all possible options.

On reflection…

“A little while ago I did something unusual at home which instantly caused a response of “Extraordinary!”

The event was nothing exciting, just slightly out of character and routine and instantly caused a knock-on effect that started me thinking. We use them thousands of times a day, sometimes without reflecting, sometimes to pacify, show concern or anger, wit or empathy.

Frequently they bubble out without thought and depending on how tactful we are sometimes inappropriately, most often though there is a steady stream and we take the process so for granted.

Words need more respect than we give them and more contemplation than we generally give ourselves time for, we are so very busy trying to hurry our way through life ,whenever do we stop to reflect on the true meaning of words…

So I looked up that magnificent individual and found a few treasures:

A new kind of woman with deep-rooted values is changing the way we live. Market researchers call it “neo-traditionalism.” To us it’s a woman who has found her identity in herself, her home, her family…. She is part of an extraordinary social movement that is profoundly changing the way Americans look at living—and the way products are marketed. The home is again the center of American life, oatmeal is back on the breakfast table, families are vacationing together, watching movies at home, playing Monopoly again. Even the perfume ads are suddenly glorifying commitment”.

Although this has been written within the American context, it translates well into our local environment with just a few word adjustments, porridge instead of  oatmeal and Scrabble instead of Monopoly. Nice.

No, I am told, a cup of tea is nice,find a more descriptive word. No more nice. Wonderful?

Roget’s Thesaurus lists unusual, notable and wonderful as synonyms  for ‘extraordinary’ and so we go around the daily game of mental Scrabble.

What fun to look up ‘Extraordinary’ on the internet and see what appears on the screen!Then take the word and turn the dial to visual and then see what comes your way.

The Chapel of Allouville-Bellefosse, built in an Oak tree which was struck by lightening in  1600 (or somewhere there about) and instead of dying it flourished. 2 chapels were built into the hollow core of the tree and dedicated to the virgin Mary.

Unusual, notable and wonderful.

I just like ‘extraordinary’ better!

 

A chapel in an Oak tree in France

His Lordship, Belvedere.

The manor of our lord
Peter, the rabbit with a personal trainer.

A rabbit lives in our home, he has a few pet humans who are purely there for his entertainment.The truth is, if he doesn’t feel like playing with us he ignores us,and if he feels like playing ball on his own, well then he head butts the terrified dog until JinJa (terrified dog) runs for the woods (metaphorically speaking).

Peter ( the rabbit, who was originally named after the local shopping centre from where he first appeared, but addressing him became a mouthful and so he acquired  a  rather common name which  has stuck! ) has expensive tastes and so we grow veggies at home to keep him fat and happy and feed him twice a day because he stands at the door at 8 a.m. and 5 p.m. waiting impatiently for the relevant meal.

We (actually me) have become enslaved to a 2 tone(molting) fur ball, with a vast appetite for greens and games,we run races together(up and down the yard, I am his personal trainer, freely and daily) we play board games(I will go into those another time) and generally speaking his Lordship lives the life of Riley. There is no Mr. Mc Gregor in his veggie patch, just a complicit gardener, a personal trainer and a cowering dog called JinJa.

Into the light.

“It’s a fine line between the darkness and the dawn”

Favorite words sung originally by Art Garfunkel and ones which resonate continuously in my mind.

“They say in the darkest night there is light beyond” and those prophetic words, provided we are patient enough to wait are always proof that nothing lasts forever, pleasant or unpleasant.

In the natural world, in the world of art and music, poetry and writing, the balance comes with just enough of the lightness and the darkness, a painting by Caravaggio “Narcissus”has an extraordinary balance of both extremes of tone.What mastery!

The same can be said for so many disciplines, a beautiful piece of music, contemporary or classical, if the balance is right our hearts sing with deliciousness!

Provided we are patient I believe that life gives us all a bit of each side of the scale, a Jin and Jang, darkness and light, happiness and sorrow and all the facets that when put together make us whole, unique and wonderful creatures.

“Come what come may: Time and the hour runs through the darkest day.” William Shakespeare

A new beginning..

A new year and hopefully a year of health, creativity and inspired ideas, not to mention wonderful people, the engine behind everything that is positive in life.

This is my new year challenge, get a blog up and running and share some of the roller coaster rides of life as a creative soul and celebrating the slow return of a left hand  coming back to life after a shut-down period of 9 months, having been exploited for years.

This is so exciting frightening and challenging, it is like climbing a rainbow…. which colour do I slide down?

They are all beautiful in their own right!