For nine days the heavens opened and the rain poured upon the earth. One had cabin-fever and one longed to see sunshine, hear birds call and get back into nature.
Not even the beaches had people walking on it and one felt as if one's spine would soon grow a dorsal fin and find one's hands webbed in the evolution of the past weeks with the amount of water we had had to endure.
We had gone up to the Umtumvuna and having left home seeing a glimmer of sunshine for the first time we felt joyed and thought the weather would hold off. It was not the case and our veld excursion was cut short by wind and pelting rain.
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The Umtumvuna plaque at Beacon Hill |
We had driven up to the Beacon and Alf opened the rickety farm barbed wire gate and we drove in parking our vehicles. The Polystachya pubescens were flowering prollically. Their cheery little butter yellow heads protruding from swollen bulbs nestled between the crevices of rocks.
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Polystachya pubescens |
It was lovely to Leucodendron spissifolium subsp. natalense in showy flower and the Merwilla plumbea grew to differently in their habitat compared to when we saw them in the marsh land with their flowers a meter long and now they hugged the earth looking like little blue flower galaxies.
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Leucodendron spissifolium subsp. natalense
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Watsonia mtamvunae |
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Alf being blustered away in the wind. |
It was so wet not even the bees where out, just stink bugs and frogs jumped as boots approached.
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Kniphofia coddiana |
Ochna and Tricalysia capensis flowered and the grasses were beautiful and ladened with pollen and rain drops.
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Exploring around wet rocks |
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Hypoxis colchicifolia |
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Dipcadi virde |
As much as we wanted to continue the weather chased us back to our cars without a group photo.
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| Beacon Hill - Umtumvuna |
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