Showing posts with label Baobab. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Baobab. Show all posts

Wednesday, 17 December 2014

Harmattan


It's here! it comes back every year and somehow, it always takes me by surprise... The signs are unmistakable, though.



Just in case you don't remember how the view is from my porch, have a glimpse here.

Be well, take care of yourself, don't forget to hydrate inside out, and take care of the nasty little ear, nose and throat ailments you'll probably not be able to avoid completely.

Monday, 10 November 2014

Of dogs and baobab fruit


Who would have thought...









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Friday, 7 November 2014

Sunset on the bush


Sunsets are fast when you are relatively close to the equator but they are beautiful. I wish I could render the atmosphere, but I'm not a good photographer yet.







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Sunday, 2 November 2014

The great baobab walk


What a beautiful Sunday morning to play with light, angles, focus, and nature in general!














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An unexpected bonus


The theme of this morning's walk was baobabs, but when I reached the last one I wanted to see today, I discovered it was inhabited. This bird is fairly common here, but stunning nonetheless. I think it's a  Purple glossy starling Lamprotornis purpureus / Merle métallique pourpré.






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Thursday, 3 October 2013

Catching up?


The rain seems to be doing double duty today, catching up after a few worryingly dry months. The area is flooded as far as the eye can see. I just called someone I was supposed to meet early morning tomorrow, to tell them I won't be able to make it. They found it strange, because they are only 20 km away and not a drop fell where they are. Well, call me a liar if you want...

Far left is the baobab tree those who are familiar with my corner of the bush are accustomed to. Something is missing in the picture: the hills behind the baobab tree are completely hidden by clouds/sheets of pelting rain.


This is what I would have to cross to reach the road if I had to go out anytime soon. A strong stream before the fence foundation, and another just outside it. The rest of the land is under a few inches of water.


I'm told the electricity poles are buried 6 ft inside the ground. That's a relief. This one is about 10 ft inside my boundary. Beyond is where the two above mentioned streams merge.


More of the same (it's sort of fascinating), with a glimpse of the flooded land on the other side of the road.



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Tuesday, 23 July 2013

An office with a view


A lot of people ask me why I decided to go and live in the bush. This morning, I was working at the usual place (on the porch) when I raised my head and saw this:


I rest my case.

Thursday, 6 June 2013

What are these trees?

Baobabs, not baobabs? I just cant' seem to make up my mind about it.


One such trees was uprooted by so-called developers not far from here, and once fallen (and rid of these parasitic plants that all but cover this one), it certainly looks like a baobab tree.


Whatever they are, I like these upturned whitish branches.

Wednesday, 5 June 2013

Baobab flowers and fruits

This morning I went on a baobab identification mission with my little 3-year old helper (she is very observant and has a better eyesight than I do, which offsets her tendancy to chatter continuously and to point her finger at the most incongruous --or unremarkable-- things with an excitedness that tends to be infectious. That is, until you realise that, in fact, she was showing you the umpteenth sparrow that morning, or anything as pedestrian as that.)


I was a bit disappointed to see that the flowering stage is all but over already,


But I was able to "catch" a late flower


And to witness a whole lot of promises from mother Nature