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What an interesting walk we had today! We took a different route through the bottom part of Die Skema, then around the Willem Appeldam, and through the village back home.
As we turned the corner, a few metres from our house, there was a lot of commotion. A burst water pipe which was being fixed.
There’s new life sprouting everywhere… bare branches are shooting new leaves, many trees and plants are flowering. The coral or flame trees, Erythrina, make a beautiful display with their flame red or bright orange flowers on bare branches against the blue skies. I am ever so thankful for every beautiful tree in the village and those that are newly planted. When the town was laid out in 1857, a hundred oak trees were planted, and some of them are still standing.
Kerneels and I are making new friends along the way. A day or so ago we met Charly and his human mom, Doris. They settled in the village almost two years ago and own a deli in Hermanus. Like Kerneels, Charly is also a rescue dog. He has a beautiful, and even bushier tail than our Kerneels.
In Die Skema, we today met little Gemia and her friend Sentino. Also Gemia’s father, Christiaan and some of his friends. It is Gemia’s birthday today and she turned four. We sang to her! What stunning little kids! (It’s also the birthday today of our own granddaughter Kara who turned fourteen! How time flies!)
I had to laugh at some of the dogs in the Skema… Many roam the streets freely, and would bark “fiercely” at passers-by, in this case, Kerneels and I, but the moment I pointed my camera at them, they made a beeline for their own homes!
On the village green the children’s soccer team were practising. After a cup of tea at Thys and Johette (my son and his wife), we headed home. As we passed one house in Church Street, I heard strange bird sounds, and tried to see where it was coming from. As I looked up into what looked like a completely bare tree, much to my surprise, there was a hadidah in her nest feeding her three little chicks!
Further down, in De Bruyn street, we walked past two joggers. One stopped and introduced himself, Richard Opperman, whom we had passed by earlier on. He has the most amazing story! A cancer survivor, he and his wife and children came to Stanford a year and a half ago, changed their whole lifestyle and after first starting to walk regularly, Richard is now running!
Again I say: how blessed are we!!!!!
I’m so amazed at all there is to see and capture in an hour’s walk through only a small part of the village! Today’s walk was a longish one, as I decided to also run by the shop. It was a beautiful sunshiny day with blue skies, albeit still a bit cold. Birds were singing and out feeding almost the whole time & the villagers were out walking their dogs. Workers after the days labour were either waiting for their lifts home, or walking home… some like my friend Nolithemba Nosihle, has quite a long walk to her home at Die Kop, the informal settlement just outside the village.
My eldest son Thys and their Bella again walked half of the way with me, much to my relieve, as he sometimes held Kerneels so that I had both hands free to hold my camera!
I feel so blessed to be able to live in this beautiful village with its many amazing people. Enjoy!
Kerneels and I were both somewhat tired today! But my intention of taking a shorter route fell by the wayside when I decided to go down the steep river bank to where there is a jetty that one could sit on and let your feet hang in the water. But alas, the jetty was partly under water and we couldn’t get on it. We then followed the path along the river bank towards the village and on our way we had to cross a wooden bridge which was a new experience for Kerneels. At first he was very reluctant. He didn’t trust the thing at all! Only when I called him did he come to me, very carefully! Then back home through a beautiful milkwood forest. Up the hill across the playground where two hadidahs were looking for something to eat and only one little boy, Tinus, the youngest son of our neighbours, Gys and Nonnie de Bondt, was on the swings. He so enjoyed being pushed on the swing that when his caretaker, Mitch (I think that’s what he said his name was) said it was time to go, young Tinus did not want to get off. He still wanted to swing! As Kerneels and I almost reached our house, I looked back and there were Tinus and Mitch also coming down the road on their way home.
Over the weekend of 16/17 June our beloved Great Dane, Anna, fell ill and died on Monday, the 18th. After Anna’s death, Kerneels, her canine mate, refused to lift his leg in our own garden, so I had to take him out on walks three, four times per day. And he’s a fast walker that one! So, each day now I have to fit in a few kilometres of “walking the dog” and decided to take my camera with on our walks and capture some of the scenes and people of our beautiful village. And just so you know… Kerneels, normally a handsome dog, with ears alert and tail curled and bushy, hates having his photo taken! Then he gets this dejected, feeling sorry for himself, look!
19 July 2018: Today, Kerneels and I, again took a different route for our daily walk. Down the dirt road at the end of our street and up the hill to the village and down Caledon Street to the river and then with Vlei Street back up the hill to our street and back home. Caledon Street was once called Piet Street, because of all the people called Piet living there… there were Piet Maree the policeman, Piet Barends, Pietie Skoenmakertjie (the shoemaker), Pietie Appel, Piet Dempers, Piet Sheriff, Piet du Toit, Piet Bek, Piet Titus and his son Piet…
Although a grey cloudy kind of day, all along the streets there are definite signs and smells of spring advancing rapidly now – jasmine, arum lilies, moon flowers, blue felicia’s… Birds are changing into their breeding feathers and colours… the pin-tailed whydah’s tail feathers are growing and he’s already fighting his own reflection in the side mirrors of cars! 🙂
Villagers are out walking their dogs and children on skateboards are doing amazing stunts in the streets.
It was a long walk… and we were both quite exhausted when we finally arrived home.
Oh my, what have I gotten myself into this time?! On my way home from the post office today, I stopped for a chat with Herman van Bon, “originally Dutch and since 2000 living in South Africa and happily married to Yvonne de Wit”, who was out walking his dog. Herman and I have a couple of things in common: we’re both definitely not youngsters any more, we don’t colour our hair, we love photography and Stanford, dogs, cats, birds, plants and nature… We talked about my new blog, Portrait of a Village, and Herman who in his own words “like challenges especially the ones people advise me not even to think of it”, challenged me with, “When are we going out together on a photo shoot?” Before I could say evasively, as I did in the past, “Sometime”, Herman said, “No, let’s fix a time.” I was trapped and couldn’t chicken out this time. So the challenge has been set – next week Monday morning at 07h00 we’ll start prowling around the village with our cameras.
Now, the first thing you have to understand is that I am not an early-morning person at all – can’t be when you only go to bed in the wee hours of the mornin’. Secondly, you must see Herman’s resumé! He’s a big cannon in the world of photographers. I snooped around on his website, and this is what I found:
I am a landscape and art-photographer creating digital ‘imaginaries’. These imaginaries each consist of tens of layers with elements/textures of (landscape-, garden-, domestic-) photographs to which I always add 1 or more ‘mainframes’ thus creating a new conceptual image.
I was involved in 2 (group-)exhibitions in 2013 in New York and Paris. Some of my work (I only sell one print of each image!) is on permanent display in public spaces.
Before becoming a full time art-photographer I was a free-lance (photo-)journalist traveling the globe for a wide range of media…
So, Monday morning, when the sun is still shy and hiding its face, we’ll be out and about. How exactly we’ll go about this, will still be decided. Maybe you could come up with some ideas, and next time even more of the Stanford photographers, professional and amateur, would like to join us.
What Herman doesn’t know is that although I do not have his experience, I have been taught photography by one of South Africa’s best, my own husband, Maré! Whatever comes out of this, I can assure you, it is going to be great fun! Watch this space for the photos and the accompanying story.
Until Monday then. In the meantime, here are a couple of photos I took with my cellphone on my way home. Herman and I tried a selfie, but it didn’t really work, nevertheless, here it is.