The Grass is Always Greener!

Cows 1

Haiku 161

How did you get there?

The grass is always greener

On the other side


Cows 2

I spotted this little chap desperately trying to join his mate on the other side of the fence.

Unfortunately for him there was a wire across the bottom half and he just couldn’t figure out why he wouldn’t fit through.

Cows 3

Later on I saw that he had walked round the end of the fence and managed to join his friend.


Remember Them

Poppy Day

They shall not grow old, as we that are left grow old:

Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.

At the going down of the sun and in the morning

We will remember them.


Poem ‘For the Fallen’ by Robert Laurence Binyon.


Mr Fancy Pants Returns

Mr Fancy Pants Pigeon 1

Haiku 158

When the sun beats down

It’s any port in a storm

For a thirsty bird!


We were all sitting out under the shade of the trees one afternoon, enjoying the new summer warmth and each other’s company.

I noticed a flutter up on the roof of our house and saw a smart looking pigeon had just landed there. He looked like a racing pigeon, which had either got lost, or decided to take a pit stop at our place.

He strolled down the angled tiles to the corner and looked around.

Mr Fancy Pants Pigeon 2

Next second he flew down to the pool. I guess he must have spotted this “mini lake” as he was flying by and decided to stop for a drink. He walked right up to the edge and tried to step onto the floating bottles, only to quickly flap away as they sank under his weight.

Mr Fancy Pants Pigeon 3

The poor bird must have been very thirsty as he tried repeatedly to access the water in the pool. It was too deep to reach by standing on the side and every time he stepped onto what he thought was a ledge, the bottle gave way.

He wasn’t to know it, but we have a perfectly decent bird bath under the shade of the apple tree. In fact, birds were drinking and splashing in it right at that moment! There is a Cape Robin in the photo below.

Mr Fancy Pants Pigeon 4

My daughter picked up one of the dog water bowls from the stoep and carried it towards the pigeon. Not realising this was fresh water for him, he got a little nervous and walked off circling the pool, still trying to find a way into it.

I got up and filled a watering can with fresh water. Mr Smarty Pants was over on the other side of the pool by now. I carried the dog bowl and watering can to my side of the pool and put the bowl down. With an exaggerated gesture, I poured water into the dog bowl from a height, so it was obvious that here was water.

Then I retreated back to my seat in the shade of the trees.

Mr Fancy Pants Pigeon 5

The pigeon carried on circling the pool and finally came to the dog’s water bowl. He stopped and drank – and drank – and drank!

I have never seen a bird drink so much in one go! He must have been so thirsty, poor thing.

Mr Fancy Pants Pigeon 6

We all enjoyed watching him as he hung around for a while, but eventually he flew on his way.


post script: “Any port in a storm”: In adverse circumstances you welcome any source of relief.

For those wondering why there are empty bottles in the pool: they help to reduce evaporation from the wind and sun, as we still have water restrictions and are not allowed to fill up the pool. 


Sunday Musings #194

One way to find out if you are old is to fall down in front of a lot of people. If they laugh you’re still young. If they panic and start running to you, you’re old.

– Unknown


I’m sure this would be a good indicator of your age!

However, I’m the one laughing every time I trip over nothing or bump into fixtures like a shop pillar – and then apologise to it!

At least I’m young at heart!