Serengeti Christmas Dream

Merry Christmas! Not quite sure why this feels like Christmas to me, but it does – a repost from June… I’ve added a song from a Zimbabwean singer, Oliver Mtukudzi called Neria, which a Swedish friend claimed as his favourite Christmas song of the year, even though it doesn’t directly have anything to do with

Uh oh, Santa!

Actually… what I did… I mean, it was ten o’clock in the morning, hardly anyone at the mall yet. Squeezing in a bit of last minute this and that… I tried to photograph Santa having a quiet moment before the onslaught of the children. And he saw me. And got rather angry. Right after this

Good fences

This image has a couple of inspirations – Happy Daze commented on my post the other day that good fences make good neighbours. Which got me thinking about good fences and good neighbours… I took this photo on a trip to the south Pacific islands late last year – it was taken in Lifou, which

Bottlebrush Christmas

Just a bit of holiday goofiness, courtesy of the bottlebrush trees down the street – the blooms are cranberry red with a fine dusting of crisp, new-fallen snow… Nevermind it’s summer here…

Beachwalkers

We’ve had a spate of dreary weather, wintry and wet, with blusters and blasts… this winter day at the beach in Raglan was so much kinder.

Temptation

I know I was damned curious. Just what was down there they didn’t want me to see? Didn’t want me to know about? Maybe thought I was going to steal it from them just because I knew it was there… I wonder…

Lookouts

It’s been at least a month since I posted an image of a monkey – way past due… I love the determined and utterly serious faces of these two cotton top tamarin monkeys on the watch…

Project work

I think we’ve all got these laying around, stuff we’d really like to do ‘when we have the time.’ And of course, it’s not that we don’t really have the time – we could use the time we spend watching TV or playing videogames or reading blogs to do them – but my theory is

Crane fly

I used to think these guys were giant mosquitoes… You know – they are large, rather like Daddy Long Legs. But they fly at night, snagging mozzies as they go. This one was clinging to my bedroom wall for hours yesterday – keeping my husband company as he went about his business. He was gone

Carnie II

Yes, you know it’s true… never, ever in my definitely NOT misspent youth, did I stand beside some hunky dude willing to blow all his hard-earned cash shooting tin cans to win me a large stuffed anything. That girl had skinny legs and short shorts and wore a bikini top, instead of a blouse. And