These little chicks are coot, you might say. I saw them, on the vlei at Marievale, far out on the
Here’s a good one. A prisoner in a Turkish prison goes to the prison library, and asks for a particular
From the corner of the hide, you looked out across the water, directly into the light, where the coots were
The world I was born into was analogue. That meant film: in my case, mostly Kodak Tri-X, or Ilford FP4.
Now here’s a thing. Going through my photos from Marievale, I came across a nice sequence of images of a
This little fellow, I think, has the confidence to speak for himself. Photographed from a hide at Marievale, with the
On my left, as I drove slowly onto the causeway that crosses the marsh, was an expanse of dry reeds.
Of course there are no longer ‘cans’ but still, you never really know, do you, what you’ve managed to capture on a day out in the field, shooting moving objects – birds, in this case – until you’ve got back home and uploaded your images into Lightroom on your Mac. I’ve just been scrolling through a ream of photos in my camera, deleting the obvious duds and misfires, and Lightroom is busily ingesting the rest. But I can say, I think, with genuine pleasure, that there are some lovely images from my day in the country, at the Marievale Bird Sanctuary. Look out for ‘coot’ coot chicks, pied kingfishers hovering, and more. It will take a while to further sort, select, and process them – and I am, in any case, without wifi, as my fibre ‘supplier’ has decided it has not been paid – when of course it has, and in buckets of gold. Tomorrow I shall have to
Our water is off again, in Parkmore – not, in this case, on this umpteenth occasion, for some dramatic, globally important reason such as drought or climate change, but simply because of an aging infrastructure, a lack of maintenance, the incapacity and incompetence and lack of responsiveness of local government…. Not, let me add, an ANC City Council – though the ANC’s record in local government has been almost uniformly disastrous – but a DA-led Council with a DA Mayor. The party, you know, that claims to know how to run a city. Yeah, great. Thanks a million.
I have been watching, these past few evenings, Ken Burns’ richly described and absorbing account of the Roosevelts, including Presidents
First up: Do not panic! You have come to the right place. You have arrived at the blog known formerly
Business travel is fun, ne? Take Monday, for instance. Up at 4.30 in the morning, to drive to the airport