We did extensive upgrades on the house in Riviersonderend. One thing we really needed to do was the floors which were rotting
Follow the process if you dare.
First you tear up the floor.
Then you have a large hole, which you line with sand, lime and plastic
Then you put bearers and joists in.
And you end up with something that looks like this
Then you lay the floor boards. This done for us by genius floor person Munier Davids
After sanding and three coats of varnish you get something like this
I got to Riviersonderend to discover that Spring had indeed arrived.
Budlieha in full bloom.
Old Rose in full bloom
Jasmine in full bloom
White stink wood
Grapes in leafy splendor
In early September and before the rains, we visited the Kruger National Park. The grass was low and the animals plentiful. Here are a few of our pictures.
The original cliched lowveld sunset picture.
Spotted Hyena and pup
The floors in our house in Riviersonderend were rotting so we needed to replace them. Follow us on a floor replacement journey with Tertius and Reggie.
Starting the lift.
The dry rot is easily seen here:
Building the pillars and cutting the joist holes
Bitumin and plastering.
Then sand and more bitumin
Plastic and lime, then the bearers
Nearly finished the bearers
And it was snowing outside.
We went on a cruise with 2000 other birders looking for pelagic birds.
We got some really great shots and had a really good time. We left Cape Town in the late afternoon
Lions head and Table Mountain
The sunset was marvelous
Then next day, the birds
And then back again.
There is a video here
We spent a weekend in Grootvadersbosch and the second night was really good for astronomy. Clear and near windless. Beautiful!
Amanda and I ended up going to the SANG today and found the most amazing military vehicle. A Casspir, completely covered in bead work with a Bible quotation to justify the work. Absolutely beautiful, and in another sense horrible.
Photo credits to Amanda and I as I am not sure who shot which image.
But first a description of the art work by the gallery
The recent death of Judith Mason reminded me of and image she created Not Being Able to Paint in 1992 and it reminded me of the blank moments in my creative career. She sits facing us, hands over-sized, thumbs on the wrong side of her hands, eyes closed, almost grown over with skin, almost unable to move. So RIP Judith Mason who expressed without words the horror of creative block.