People of Mpumalanga don’t suffer from undue modesty – or how else do you explain a place called ‘God’s Window’. But I have to admit, the views are phenomenal. Along the winding mountain roads are little villages with crafts, great restaurant, whisky and – naturally – curios to all tastes.
One of the places we visited was Pilgrim’s Rest – a little village with number of houses restored to their ‘previous glory’. My favourite spot is the old BP Garage and it’s famous car that has been left to ‘Rust in Peace’.
Sunday was cold. Because we were travelling with Merlin, restaurants did not let us inside, so brunch was a chilly – if tasty – affair. However, a walk to a Bridal Veil waterfall warmed us right up – and made both Merlin and myself comfortably snoozy for the drive back home. Luckily, Stuart is made of stronger stuff.
I’ve been to Mpumalanga three times before, and twice I was unable to see much further than my own hand due to heavy mist, and thus unable to enjoy the famous views from the Panorama Route. The third time I was white water rafting in Blyde River and never got high enough to enjoy the views. Fourth time lucky.
This Friday was a public holiday in South Africa (Youth Day). Both Stuart and I have been so busy we only realised this on Tuesday – and decided it was too late to book a trip somewhere. In the Friday morning we promptly regretted the decision, and book a cottage in Mpumalanga anyway. Only 3h drive away from Joburg, it is a beautiful mountainous area. There is a lot of coal mining in the area, which explains the rail tracks in the middle of nowhere.
Walking around the garden today, I came across these tiny little flower buds. And I mean tiny! They were maybe half a cm across. And yet they were braving the freezing night temperatures of Joburg. I’m sure there is a life lesson here somewhere, but I just took the photo.
Our pool area is surrounded by a glass fence. Fence is a must to make sure puppies and (visiting) kids can’t get into the pool un-supervised. However, a solid fence would block any view to the garden from the house windows. Glass fence is thus great – although it must be washed often due to the large number of visiting birds…
Our garden has embraced the fence, and many flowers lean to it for support, creating nice reflections in the sunshine.
Stellenbosch. Wine, mountains, sun and great company. Not a bad place to travel for work.
I travelled to Stellenbosch today for few meetings. Lunchtime I spent frantically finalising some materials in the street side restaurant – but it sure beats being cooped up in the office.
Our neighbourhood has a lot of beautiful, mature trees. And they attract a lot of birds. Throughout the year we can listen to an almost continuous bird song – not all of it pretty, but nevertheless.
Being from Finland, having three lemon trees in my garden has always felt special. Growing citrus tress is not exactly possible in the cold and dark north. Our lemons are nto even ‘normal lemons’, but Meyer lemons – a mix between naartjie and lemon.
The first home-lemons for this year are slowly ripening again. Just a little longer…