Debbie’s One Word Sunday Challenge this week, is ‘Rock’. As some of my blog followers may remember, I am now in South Africa after a two and a half year absence. We started off in Johannesburg for a week with our daughter and son-in-law, then drove down to the coast to Umhlanga Rocks, the seaside town where we used to live. As its name suggests, there are many rocks along the shoreline.
Some of the rocks are rather large.
My favourite lighthouse has been warning ships off these rocks since 1954.
The sad news is that so far, I haven’t been able to walk along the promenade to see the lighthouse up close, as my left hip which has been giving me problems for quite some time now, has finally decided it needs replacing. Tuesday is the day when this will happen, so I may be absent for a little while. I’m very grateful to have found a highly recommended surgeon here to do the deed. See you all soon.
My sister’s painting of the Umhlanga lighthouse, which she did for my birthday a few of years ago, has survived the trip over from South Africa, and it’s so nice to see it again. I have such great memories of living there, right next to the beach.
Hope you’re all having a great Sunday. Mine can be summed up in two words, “Packing Boxes.” We’re going to the Super Bowl dinner at the club tonight, so that will be a most enjoyable end to the busy day.
The day after we arrived here in Umhlanga Rocks, we went for our favourite walk along the promenade. This couple were ‘sitting ducks’ just waiting to be shot for Jude’s ‘Benches at the Beach’ challenge. I’m not sure which of these two images I prefer, so I’ll show you both of them.
Here’s my contribution to Paula’s Thursday Special ‘Water’. This photo was taken from the Umhlanga Rocks Lifeguard station, where hubby and I often went for an early breakfast. The crew are most probably on their way out to inspect the shark nets which lie a few hundred metres offshore.
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Most of the time I’m a really sociable person, but when I go to the beach, I do love somewhere quiet and uncluttered. A few bicycles are just fine, as long as their riders are nowhere to be seen.
Ah yes, this is just perfect……..one dead tree and no live people!
I’m quite willing to share my paddling space with one gull, but that’s about as generous as I get.
Of course, one must always be prepared for an unexpected interruption of such paradisical minimalism. A jogger might suddenly appear, whilst at the same time, a head pops up for air from the hitherto unpopulated sand.