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.
Saturday, October 11, 2014
Monday, October 6, 2014
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.