Elizabeth, visiting from Norway, and I drove to Herbert Baker Street in Groenkloof to see the white jacarandas. They are simply stunning with their pure white blossoms and dark trunks. Strangers stop to share exclamations of wonderment at the glory of our avenues of flowering trees. Truly the city is transformed. I am privileged to have a great old jacaranda in my garden. It must be at least 80 years old.
"The lines are fallen unto me in pleasant places; Yea, I have a goodly heritage." - Psalm 16:6 KJV
Still me
- Eleanor
- Bits and bobs about my life in my lovely home, Thatchwick Cottage, Pretoria, South Africa.
Tuesday, October 14, 2014
Saturday, October 11, 2014
Monday, October 6, 2014
Photo wall
Two young men worked most of the day to create my photo wall against a background of moss green. I guess I could have been more adventurous in my choice of paint. But the effect is pleasing. Six generations smile down on me at work at my desk. I paid the workmen their fee cheerfully.
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