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Going Nuts Over Monkey Nuts!

Sparky and the Monkey Nut 1

Haiku 239

The nutty squirrel

Executes a smash and grab

Desperate measures

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Several different squirrels come by my garden to eat the seeds I put out. Most of them know to hop right up onto the upturned green container.

Clearly this youngster hadn’t got the memo!

I watched in amazement from my seat nearby under the shade of the tree.

Sparky 2

Obviously little Sparky could smell the food, but he wasn’t sure how to get to it. Even the pigeon in the bottom left hand corner of the photo wondered what was wrong with Sparky!

The plan Sparky came up with?

Climb into the mini hedge next to the food. Scramble up inside the tangled branches. Pop out at the top end. Stretch!

Success! Grab the monkey nut. Stuff it in your mouth. Exit the scene. This proved a little harder than entering as Sparky had to push himself back up into the hedge, against gravity!

This is the action shot I got above!

Once he’d procured the monkey nut, Sparky rushed away to bury it.

When he came back for more food, he had a brainwave – and hopped up onto the container like all his mates. No problem!

Sparky 3

However, after the year we’ve just had, and the pandemic still in full swing, maybe this is what we all need. A new way of looking at things!

Either that, or embracing the crazy!

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post script: I had a mini panic attack this morning when I tried to Log in to my WP account as usual, but kept getting sent back to the Log in screen. I had already deleted my cache and cookies; something I do regularly; so Googled other options. I tried the regular window instead of using private mode; I typed in a different search address, going back to basics. Still no luck at all.

Finally, I thought to try using Firefox instead of Google Chrome.

Success!

I’m feeling pretty chuffed that I managed to sort it out myself, but I am sure this is merely a presage of things to come.

WhatsApp, that I use regularly to keep in touch with family overseas, is forcing you to accept all of Facebook’s conditions, including their having access to – and the right to use – all of your chats and photos, contacts, phone numbers etc I am not on fb and never have been. Now I have till 8th February to decide whether I am willing to give fb the rights to my whole life.

The craziness just continues!

 

Happy New Year 2021

Pink Rose

Haiku 238

Bye 2020

Here’s to a New Beginning

2021!

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Well, what a year!

There’s not much I can say about this awful year.

Actually, there’s a lot! But I’ll save that for another time, as I like to keep my New Year’s greetings short and sweet.

It’s been a tough year for us all and I offer my condolences to those who have lost loved ones to Corona.

Thank you for your continued friendship here on WP.

And I hope that you all have a better year in 2021.

Cheers from Scifi.

Happy New Year!

 

The Cover-Up!

Syringa Tree

Haiku 237

Denuded branches

Quickly mask the exposure

With a Cover-Up

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The giant syringa tree that was heavily pruned a few months ago is making a game recovery. See Exposure 

Syringa Tree 2 – Pruned

It took a while to get going, but now is in full swing. By this time next year you won’t be able to tell it was ever cut back.

A successful cover-up indeed.

 

And – Action!

Cape Robin 1

Haiku 234

Lights and Camera

Robbie leapt into action

Complete the Mission!

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Cape Robin 2

CUT! CUT! CUT!

“We need to see your face so the audience knows you’re performing your own stunts!” the Director shouted. Try Again!

Cape Robin 3

Robbie hung his head despondently. His audition for Mission Impossible 7 wasn’t going too well!

 

What a Whopper!

Red Rose 1

Haiku 231

Can’t believe my eyes

Hiding in the flower bed

Oh What a Whopper!

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Red Rose 2

The second photo with the ruler shows the rose is about 14 cm across.

However, the most wonderful thing about this giant rose, apart from its size, is the gorgeous scent, detected from far away.

 

Pomegranate

Pomegranate 1

Haiku 229

Oh Pomegranate

Used to eat you with a pin!

Full of seeds art thou

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Pomegranate 2

Hooray! I found a flower on my newly planted pomegranate tree. This was completely unexpected, as the tree is tiny.

Pomegranate 3

Now when I was a kid my Mum sometimes bought one of these exotic fruits and cut it open for my brother and me to eat. I remember very clearly, she gave us a sewing pin each and that was how we were told to eat it.

Pomegranate 4

As the flower began turning into a ‘fruit’, I regularly checked on it to monitor its progress. I couldn’t wait for it to grow into a large round fruit.

Pomegranate 5

Then sadly one morning I found it on the ground!

Something had chewed it off! You can see how tiny it was here in my fingers.

Pomegranate 6

So no fruit this year!

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Side Story – Pomegranates in Kuruman

When the girls were young, we stayed for a year in the middle of the country, in the middle of nowhere. We were 100 kilometres from Kuruman.

We’d drive there many weekends, mostly for something to do, but it was a wonderful place. Kuruman has the best pizzas we have ever eaten. I remember it being very hot. About an hour north of Kuruman is a place called Hotazel; so you understand!

In Kuruman there is a natural spring of fresh water welling up out of the ground, called “Die Oog” – “The Eye”. It was always a lovely cool shady place to visit for respite from the sun.

There was also the Moffat Mission; where Mary Moffat had lived. She married David Livingstone.

We visited the Moffat Mission and the first thing that struck me were the enormous Pomegranate Trees, growing in a long avenue. I’d seldom even seen a pomegranate before then, and those were always bought from a shop.

Here were so many trees, all laden down with fruit. The ground underneath them was covered with fallen over-ripe fruit and you squished it as you walked.

Apart from the awesome pomegranate trees, I can highly recommend a visit to the Moffat Mission – if you ever happen to find yourself in the middle of nowhere. If nothing else, it will be a totally unique experience; you can walk where Livingstone walked!

 

The Squirrel and the Loquat

Squirrel and Loquat 1

One morning as I was sitting under the apple tree having my cuppa, Sparky the squirrel came scampering by.

Having eaten all the seed I’d put out for her, she came looking for more food.

Squirrel 2

Hopping across the lawn she ventured ever closer to me, sitting up on her hind legs to double check I really was the Food Lady.

Yes, of course I speak back to her!

“You’ve eaten it all. That was it for today. Don’t be greedy!”

Squirrel 3

Realising nothing more was forthcoming, she scooted behind me and climbed up the ancient loquat tree. Here she looks rather rat-like, as she pauses in the lower branches, planning her route to the top.

Squirrel and Loquat 4

Our loquat tree may be over 50 years old. It’s certainly been in better health; many of the branches died so I had to cut them off. It seems to be a fungus that rings the bark, so the bark falls off and the branch dies. There were hardly any loquats this year.

Squirrel and Loquat 5

Still, right at the very top of one surviving limb, a small bunch of loquats bask in the sunshine.

Here, Sparky can eat the delicious ripe fruit to her heart’s content, thinking, “Mine, all mine!”

 

Red, Red Robin

Cape Robin 1

When the Red, Red Robin

Comes Bob, Bob, Bobbin’

Along!

Cape Robin 2

I rarely see a Cape Robin in my garden, so when he does pop by I am honoured.

Cape Robin 3

This little chap flew down onto the lawn near the stoep, hopped onto a solar lamp and looked at me.

Cape Robin 4

There are four solar lamps in a row on my lawn. He started on the one farthest away, then he hopped onto the next lamp closer, and stared again, then onto the third lamp.

Cape Robin 5

Finally, he came as close as he dared, on the last solar lamp, had a good long hard look at me, sitting in the garden chair with my cuppa and camera.

Cape Robin 6

Curiosity assuaged, he flew off.

How lovely to see him though.

Cape Robin 7

The catchy song “When the Red, Red Robin” was written in 1926 by Harry Woods. Here’s Doris Day singing, When the Red, Red Robin Comes Bob, Bob, Bobbin’ Along.  

 

LEET!

LEET Posts

WP have just informed me that I’ve published a LEET number of posts!

LEET, also known as eleet (elite) or leetspeak is an alternative alphabet for many languages used mostly on the internet.

If you turn LEET upside down it looks like the number 1337, hence this odd numbered WP trophy.

I used to post daily, but now it’s only twice a week, so it’s not surprising its taken a while to get here.

The last time I remember receiving a LEET trophy was when I reached 1337 followers, almost 3 years ago to the day.

Anyway – Go me!