I am delighted to announce that I have just downloaded Every Hidden Thing onto Amazon. It will be available within 24 hours of this post at a cost of $5.99.
Next, we anticipate a print-on-demand edition coming very soon. Watch this space!
The word threshold is an ancient one and harks back to the days when the householder put fresh ‘threshings’ on the floor to absorb the detritus of everyday living. Because this was not a fixed covering there was a ‘threshold’ put into the doorway to prevent the straw from sliding out of the house.
In Venice are the world’s most vulnerable thresholds, not keeping anything in, but rather they are flimsy protection against the most destructive of elements, the Aqua Alta. Fortunately I was not there during one of these fearsome tidal events but as I walked around I was aware of the fragile defences that most of Venice raises against this enemy.
I photographed the dog simply because he was ‘on the threshold’ stolidly taking the air and I wondered if he ever sat down! There was no food or water nearby so I hope he was only out for a short while.
I am fascinated by old and crumbling buildings. They speak of lives and purposes long-forgotten. Echoes remain of joys and griefs and loves and loss of hope and hope regained. Why were they abandoned?
These photos are of a family homestead in the Eastern Transvaal, now called Mpumalanga. It was very sad to see that trees grow up in rooms where the family lived and laughed and played and sang. They rejoiced in good harvests and grieved when crops were destroyed by locusts or drought. Six sons and daughters danced and courted beaux and celebrated weddings and babies’ births, and wept when loved ones died. The ebb and flow of fortune scattered the family and the home was rented out for many years, till finally the new owners, who had a larger modern dwelling finally consigned this solid sandstone house to decay and resolution into earth once more.
We made a pilgrimage to the old homestead about six years ago on a dry Highveld winter day soon after the last daughter, our beloved mother and grandmother died at 97 years old after a fruitful life. These pictures a record of the visit.
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This post was in response to the Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge. ”Abandoned” was this week’s theme. Everyone is welcome to join in the Challenge; further details on how to participate and links to others’ responses are found here.
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This post was in response to the Daily Post’s Weekly Photo Challenge. ”Juxtaposition” was this week’s theme. Everyone is welcome to join in the Challenge; further details on how to participate and links to others’ responses are found here:
Jeffrey’s Bay in the Southern Cape about 75 kms from Port Elizabeth. We flew there on the 16th December a were royally treated by Natalie and Steven our dear daughter and son-in-law. Lots of rest lots of reading, walking on the beach, lots of laughter. And now we are home, looking at photos and remembering the good times we had.
Sundowners on the marina
Ducks on the Channel
Christmas is coming.
just sand and sun
A merciless sky
with no clouds,
a cool wind from the sea
lapping of water in the channel.
I think I’ll put my feet up
and wait for lunch
to be served
we feel like it…