Nature

Man, mud and jeeps – a reflection on human perseverance

I spent Christmas away from home – very far away. On Christmas Eve, I lay awake most of the night listening to the hyenas scrabbling at the canvas of our tent. On Christmas Day, I lay just as awake, listening to the two lions that roared in chorus (or maybe they were roaring AT each …

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Will killing Charlotte come back to haunt me?

I have a thing about spiders. Let me rephrase that; I go weak kneed and squeak like a trapped mouse when I run into spiders indoors. Too many legs, too fast, too unpredictable … ugh! Outdoors, I have a “Live and let live” policy towards these creatures. I can actually concede that a spiderweb decorated …

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Who made wasps? And why?

This weekend has, for a change, been sufficiently dry to inspire me to do some gardening. Quite necessary, as weeds thrive in the wet summer we’ve had so far. Now one can either embrace weeds and decide thistles, nettles, dandelions, chamomile and out of control daisies belong in your flowerbeds, or one does one best …

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We’re having a heatwave…

No we’re not! But I would very much like one – or at least one full week of something resembling normal summer weather. For those of us that spend three months a year in more or less constant dusk (November through January are HEAVY at this latitude) summer is when we recharge our mental batteries, …

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How beautiful the faded things can be

At present, the glorious flowering of my rosebushes is coming to an end. Where just a week ago the roses were pert and full, now they droop and fade, petals falling like gentle snow to collect on the ground below them. My mock orange is the same; the boughs are no longer quite as heavy …

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