Lovely bushbucks…Persistent pig on a mission…Oh, oh, damage done!…

  • Adorable female bushbuck.

Yesterday, while I was indoors, a persistent pig, albeit a warthog, identity unknown at this point, came up onto the veranda and tore a sizable hole in the sliding screen door. I was indoors at the time, but Tom caught the tail-end of his persistence. Was he looking for me or merely looking for me to offer him some pellets? Pigs are clever and, by some scientific observers, purported to be the 5th or 6th most intelligent animal on the planet. But, most likely, he was looking for pellets. I flatter myself in thinking it was otherwise.

We were disappointed to see the damage to the screen but relieved to know that Vusi will repair it soon using a roll of screening material Louise and Danie have on hand. Whew! If I were a warthog and wanted something, surely I’d forge ahead, using my most valuable weapon, the sharp-razor blade-like tusks nature provided to use for protection against apex predators and for digging up roots for food.

Handsome Mr. Bushbuck, maybe her mate.

A few minutes ago, when I got up to get more coffee, Frank (Francolin) followed me into the house. I had to shoo him out since birds can panic when they feel trapped in a house. Of course, this was another laugh-fest for us. It’s surprising how quickly the wildlife feels comfortable enough with us to be so persistent.

Of course, immediately, I gathered up a container of seeds for him and The Misses and placed them on the cement edge of the veranda instead of on the muddy dirt in the garden. They didn’t flinch when I was right next to them. It’s so endearing, even though their acceptance of us took over a month to achieve.

Mom and Baby Bushbuck strike a pose.

When I put seeds down for Frank and his various family members, if any are left after they are done eating, once the warthogs arrive, they immediately go after the seeds, the minute they’ve cleaned out the supply of pellets we’ve provided. In every case, I put up my hand in a “no” signal and say, in a high-pitched voice, “Don’t eat the seeds.” They’ve already learned the hand signal, and I no longer need to say a thing, just put up my hand. With their little beady eyes, they know what I mean. It’s not unlike training a dog, whose intellect ranks in the following position of intelligent animals, behind all pig breeds.

Kudus are also known to eat bird seeds at our old house in Marloth Park in 2018/2019. We’d placed a bird feeder in a tree. Invariably certain kudus would practically stand on their tiptoes to eat the seeds out of the feeder. Now, they seem less interested in the sources on the ground that Frank leaves behind. Pellets are their priority.

We can always count on Mr. Hornbill making an appearance.

By nature, kudus, wildebeest, zebras, and others are inclined to be “reaching up”  to eat greenery on trees and plants.  Giraffes don’t bend down to eat the pellets but will do so to drink water. Thus, there is no food source the residents of Marloth Park can provide for the giraffes.

Over the years, these other species in Marloth Park have learned that pellets placed on the ground are also a good and tasty source of nutrition. Now, after all the rains, with the lush greenery in the bush providing them with abundant food sources, they still like the ease and convenience of eating pellets off the ground from any sources offered.

Wildebeest Willie, always available for a photo op.

By far, pellets are healthier than “fast food,” but, maybe in a sense, they are the fast food savored by the various wildlife, particularly zebras, kudus, warthogs, and wildebeest. If no pellets are available, they will consume the leaves on the trees. However, in most cases, when pellets are available, they’ll eat them first and then go after the vegetation.

Thus, not offering them pellets doesn’t cause them to starve, except in times of severe drought during which periods, the homeowners and residents ramp up in offering pellets, carrots, apples, sweet potatoes, and Lucerne (hay). It is this effort that has ultimately saved many of the animals in Marloth Park over the years.

Warthogs and kudus were generally getting along while eating pellets.

Of course, there is the controversial theory that when there is a drought, let “nature takes its course” and let starvation prevail. This is what happens in Kruger National Park during a drought. Many animals die from starvation and lack of water. But, it’s just about impossible for us animal-lovers in Marloth Park to sit back and let this happen. After all, isn’t that why we’re here in this hot, humid, insect, and snake-infested area with some of the worst dirt roads on the planet?  It is.

So, folks, that’s it for today. Enjoy our new photos. We’ll be back with more tomorrow!

Photo from one year ago today, February 18, 2020:

A lovely Indian couple we met at the airport on our way to Varanasi. For more, please click here.

The wind was roaring…The power and WiFi were out!…What a day and night!…Covered in bites…Chicks.

Helmeted Guinea-fowl and their four chicks stop by daily for seeds. They are so shy it’s difficult to take a good photo when they don’t stay still for a moment.

Africa has its challenges. As is the case in most countries with extreme humidity, when it rains for days, weeks, or months, the mosquitoes breed in standing water as follows:

“10 to 14 days
How Long Does It Take for Mosquitoes to Breed on Standing Water? The length of the mosquito breeding cycle varies by species, but mosquitoes generally need 10 to 14 days to develop in standing water. Insect control authorities often recommend dumping any standing water at least once a week.”
Of course, we are well aware of the malaria risks when being bitten. Our friend Alan lost his dear wife and nearly died from a rare form of malaria, which they both contracted while living in Marloth Park in 2019. People who live here regularly don’t take malaria tablets. The side effects are too dangerous for long-term prevention. Instead, like me, they use the dreaded DEET, the only chemical that has the potential to work.
Mom and Dad and four chicks, of which only two are shown in this photo.
But, even so, we all still get bites. It’s easy to miss a spot when applying the product or be an hour late in re-applying the next round, usually every six hours. There’s no easy answer.
There is a pond with vegetation growing outside our bedroom window. It’s no wonder we are being bombarded day and night. Then again, Tom rarely is bitten and doesn’t wear repellent, except when we’re outside at night. At this point, after weeks of non-stop rain and humidity, I have no less than 50 bites.
Although I cover myself with Tabard Repellent, popular in South Africa, specific to its types of mosquitoes, a DEET-containing product, every six hours, I don’t protect my eyes, face, and head, but now, they are biting me on my eyelids in a desperate search for some exposed skin. Finally, I’m starting to feel better from being off of those strong antibiotics, and now I am constantly itching.
Two Ms. Bushbucks were looking for pellets.
Last night was when I could finally savor a glass of wine with the required eight days passing since I started the antibiotics. There was nothing for us to do indoors with the WiFi and power out in the inclement weather. We decided to “rough it” in the bad weather, and we spent the evening on the veranda to have our first sundowners in a while. I loaded up on repellent from head to toe to ensure I wouldn’t be stricken with one more mosquito bite. It worked out.
It appears that about half of my “bites” are reactions from dust mites to which I am allergic. Oh, good grief. I inherited most of these medical issues (allergies, heart disease, diabetes, hypertension, joint problems, and on and on), and I was a bit fed up yesterday but feeling better today after a good night’s sleep.
With the power out and no idea when it would be restored, we decided to make the best of the evening. We’d never experienced such high winds in South Africa during the 19 months we’ve spent in this country in the past eight years. Yesterday’s midday meal required the use of the electric stove, which, when the power wasn’t restored, we had no choice but to cook on the braai. We managed to figure it out, although our meal wasn’t as good as it would have been cooked on the stovetop. The power and WiFi both came back on during the night.
Mom and maturing baby bushbuck.
Whew! I’m not particularly eager to whinge in our posts, nor do I care to complain much to Tom. He’s so accepting of my various health issues, but only because I spend as little time as possible talking about them. He’s well aware of my problems and is entirely supportive. I can only imagine what a mess I’d be if I didn’t work hard as possible to be healthy.
But, these are the realities of living in South Africa and other parts of Africa with the heat and humidity due to the unpredictable weather. The insects are another thing.
While in the hotel room in Mumbai, India, I promised myself that no matter how bad the weather, the insects, and the bites, I’d still be grateful to be here, and I am. Only moments ago, Tom came in to tell me that Frank and The Misses were on the veranda, looking for me. When these situations occur, I forget all about the inconveniences and revel in the joys of why we are here.
Once again, Wildebeest Willie poses for a photo.
Yes, I could avoid mentioning any of my woes on our site. But, we always promised to “tell it like it is.” By no means am I a “Pollyanna” pretending that all is sweetness and light. Once, while living in Minnesota, we lost power for five days due to a severe summer storm. That was a tough five days. Nowhere in the world is exempt from issues of daily life, and here is no exception. Right now, the power outages in the US are equally challenging for many citizens to tolerate.
Last night in the wind and rain, we sat on the veranda while I was sipping on my glass of wine and  Tom, on his cocktail, reveling in the joys the bush has to offer. We were pleasantly surprised when it proved to be the most prolific night of visitors we’ve had since we arrived over a month ago. We were thrilled! Photos will follow tomorrow.
Stay safe. Stay healthy.
Photo from one year ago today, February 17, 2020:
The soldier prepared for the big event, the nightly ceremony closing the borders between India and Pakistan. For more, please click here.

Out and about in the park…Fabulous sightings, even on a rainy day…Odd ossicones…

What’s with the uneven ossicones? We couldn’t stop laughing!

It’s been a week since we shopped, and as much as we preferred to wait until the following Monday with the roads so bad, we needed a few vital ingredients. Instead of driving to Komatipoort in the rain, we decided to stop at one of the two local markets for the items we needed now, including eggs, cheese, tea bags, and sparkling water.

As has been the case every night over the past many weeks, it rained all night long and is pouring now as I write this, only minutes after our return from the trip to the local market. Our garden is still muddy, but it rained so hard, the uneven clumps of mud have smoothed out, creating a better base for the wildlife.

While returning to our house, we spotted Vusi’s truck trying to maneuver his way past the giraffes on the way to our house!

Yesterday, while peering out the kitchen window to the end of our long driveway, for the first time, we saw the ostrich family walking past, and an hour later, four or five giraffes. There was no way we could have put on our shoes and made it down the muddy driveway in time for photos. Nor could we have driven the car down there in time, scaring them off in the process.

Regardless of what some naysayers may acknowledge about Marloth Park’s wildlife being tame, they are ill-advised. Although an animal may tentatively engage with a human in the park, they are still wild, and when we are not there to feed them, they care for themselves, foraging for food, shelter, and comfort in this wild bush environment.

Lounging in the grass. I’d imagine giraffe’s joints might be painful in such awful humidity.

The fear that many homeowners and park enthusiasts like us possess is that, eventually, all the empty stands (lots) will be built upon, leaving fewer wildlife areas for the animals to forage and live in the actual wild freely. That could transpire in the next 10 to 20 years or even sooner.

The reality for us is that most likely in the years to come, should we be fortunate to live long lives, we may not be able to return to the park for the enjoyment we are deriving at this time.  Only the unknown future will present such options as time goes by.

Safari luck! Love seeing the giraffes!

No one knows what the future holds once they reach 80 years old or older (or any age for that matter). We can only hope to maintain a level of fitness, health, and well-being that will allow us to continue to travel as far out as seven years from now when I reach 80. Gosh, I have a hard time digesting this reality when in a mere five days, on February 20th, I’ll reach my 73rd birthday.

The past 30 years seem to have flown by. That in itself is mind-boggling. Only yesterday, I was 30 years old, or even 43 years old, when I met Tom in 1991. In June, we’ll have been together for 30 years. In itself, that’s hard to wrap our brains around. But, regardless of how much time any of us may have left on this earth, we still strive to make each day meaningful and worthwhile.

Could giraffes be any more adorable?

I know it may seem easy for us to say about living enriched lives when all we do is continue to travel and immerse ourselves in our immediate surroundings. But, even in that hotel room for ten months in Mumbai, India, we had many moments of meaning and purpose. And, of course, even our old lives were rich in experiences, love, and purpose from which we derived great joy.

Why did we choose to change it? And, why don’t we return to that life?

Handsome male duiker in the bush this morning.

We chose to travel the world for two simple reasons: that we could and wanted to. We could step outside the box of the  “expected” lifestyle for most seniors to embrace a lifestyle so far removed from our familiar reality, with adventure, excitement and challenge, all the while sharing the story with readers throughout the world.

The second question, “Why don’t we return to that life?” We don’t want to return to the hustle and bustle of a busy life in the US, the traffic, the cold weather and snow, the negativity in the news, the constant pressure of having to live a life commensurate with what is “expected of us.” This way, we live life on our terms, all the while sharing our story, exciting or mundane, with all of you.

Bending down for a morsel.

If and when we return to that life, based on who we know we are, we will make the best of it and once again find joy, love, and purpose in whatever may come our way. The tricky part would be continuing to write here, with content that would appeal to our worldwide readers. That, dear friends, will always be the dilemma. I don’t want this part to end.

Happy day!

Photo from one year ago today, February 15, 2020:

This giant 108-feet-high idol of Hanuman was unveiled at Jakhoo Hanuman temple in Shimla on November 4, 2010. For more, please click here.

Nearly landlocked due to storms and road washouts…Stunning photos of our area…Happy Valentine’s Day!…

First, I’d like to thank Marlothian, Thea Sander, for sharing today’s photos with us, which she took yesterday after the constant rains resulted in washouts on several roads in our area. If it weren’t for one short stretch of another road, we’d be landlocked until everything dries out. Road maintenance in Marloth Park is minimal at best.

With the bit of car we rented a month ago, there is no way we’d attempt to get out right now. With rain forecast through Monday with a short reprieve midweek, it appears it will pick up again next Saturday. We may not be going anywhere for days. After raining for at least three of the past four weeks, the ground and the roads are soaked and may not become passable again for weeks to come.

In any case, it’s certainly better than sitting in a hotel room in Mumbai, India, for months. We can cook, do laundry, feed a few determined wildlife that comes to call when the rain stops in short bursts, and move about freely. This is quite an improvement. Hopefully, by following Monday, the 22nd, we’ll be able to drive to Komati for my next dentist appointment to see if the tooth abscess is gone. Hoping.

Marloth Park doesn’t have a stable infrastructure for utility services and road maintenance, although their emergency services, including fire, rescue, snake removal, rangers, security, and wildlife control, are exemplary. Cost is the determining factor as it is in most municipalities. The citizens and powers-that-be of Marloth Park chose correctly when they had to “pick and choose” their priorities.

Of course, the reliability of electrical services is predicated by the poorly managed national electric company, Eskom. This is the case throughout the entire country when load shedding is an ongoing fact of life in South Africa.  It’s impossible to determine when and if this will ever change. However, often their staff is quick to respond when there is damage to the lines, usually coming out in inclement weather and the middle of the night.

Many, if not most, African countries struggle with their infrastructure, resulting in many observers describing them as “third world countries.” In our travels, we often hear other travelers describe parts of the world as “third world.” But, this phrase has become derogatory and outdated in today’s modern world. We kindly offer a more appropriate phrase for such a country as a “developing nation.”  See more on this topic here at this link.

Without question, poverty, wars, unrest, and corruption are instrumental in a country’s slow progress in building a more robust infrastructure. But, as we scour the world, we see these factors play out and are prevalent in many countries, at times even in more modern countries like our own USA and many countries in Europe and other continents.

We live in difficult times, only made more so, due to the pandemic of the past year. Will we ever come out from the ravages and rubble that have ravaged the world during these challenging times? It’s hard to say. As much as we want to believe, we will, with this belief keeping us hopeful and sane as we struggle with “pandemic fatigue,” as described in part in this article.

“Humans have a remarkable capacity to conceive of a task they have never done before and plan and execute the actions needed to do it. For example, most of us probably didn’t have a routine of wearing a mask around other people before this year. But, once we understood that it stemmed from the spread of COVID-19, many of us started doing so. It didn’t take hundreds of trials of training to learn this behavior, or indeed, thousands of years of evolution. Rather, we incorporated mask-wearing into our daily lives almost immediately. Humans can link our abstract goals, ideas, rules, and knowledge to our behavior at speed and on a scale that no other species can match and no AI yet built can emulate. We can do this because of a class of function scientists term cognitive control, a function that is supported by several interacting systems and mechanisms that are uniquely elaborated in the human brain, including the prefrontal cortex.”

There’s no easy answer as to how we humans will get through this difficult time. Now, as I am situated in the bedroom since it’s raining too hard to be outdoors, we even question our ability to get through lesser times such as this on a much smaller scale.

But, as I learned decades ago in a Tony Robbins seminar, we must utilize our human ability to “reframe” a situation to enable ourselves to cope in the best possible manner with the best possible outcome. Here are a few of Tony’s quotes that have lingered in my mind over the years. See his link here.

The power of positive thinking is the ability to generate a feeling of certainty in yourself when nothing in the environment supports you.”


“Knowing you have failed to live up to your standards is the ultimate pain; knowing that you have fulfilled your highest vision is the ultimate pleasure.”


There is a powerful driving force inside every human being that, once unleashed, can make any vision, dream, or desire a reality.”


What we can or cannot do, what we consider possible or impossible, is rarely a function of our true capability. It is more likely a function of our beliefs about who we are.”

That’s it for today, folks. May your Valentine’s Day be filled with love and hope for the future…

Photo from one year ago today,  February 14, 2020:

A gaur is crossing the road. “The gaur (/ɡaʊər/, Bos gaurus), also called the Indian bison, is the largest extant bovine. It is native to South and Southeast Asia and has been listed as Vulnerable on the IUCN Red List since 1986. The global population has been estimated at a maximum of 21,000 mature individuals by 2016. It declined by more than 70% during the last three generations and is extinct in Sri Lanka and Bangladesh. In a well-protected area, it is stable and rebuilding.” For more, please click here.

The heavens opened up and the rains came down…One month as of today…

This family trio of impalas with a seated baby was situated at the end of our driveway for a few hours.

It’s been raining for weeks with an occasional sunny or cloudy-rain-free day in the mix. As of today, we have been in Marloth Park for one entire month, and it’s rained more days than we can count. According to this website, there is considerably more rain on the horizon. Once February ends, the weather should begin to cool down, and most likely, we’ll see more sunny days.

We’re looking forward to the cooler days and nights.

Of course, we can’t complain about the rain when it’s so vital for sustenance for the wildlife, which is more important to us than our convenience and appreciation for sunny days. Unfortunately, as we’ve mentioned, the rains keep the wildlife tucked away in the bush, protected from the pelting rain, and we rarely see many of them during these rainy days and nights.

Three boys, yet to be named. If they return, we’ll figure out good names for this threesome.

Yesterday, we had a few visitors, including a few warthogs such as Fred and Ethel, One Wart, and Mom & Babies. They were excited for some pellets, not easy to eat on the muddy ground. Of course, we’ve continued to toss seed to Ms. Dove and Frank, the Misses and the Kids throughout these rainy days. Now, with the rain taking a reprieve and the sun peeking out, we hope to see them, and others, soon.

A fantastic thing about wildlife, not unlike some humans, they can predict that upcoming inclement weather is on the horizon and may stay hunkered down until the storms have passed. All we can do is wait it out. When I picked up the camera to see how many photos to upload today, there was none, after yesterday’s non-stop rain. Today, we’ll use the many photos we’d yet to share, being stored on a flash drive.

A different group of three males stopped by. Once the rain ends, we may see these groups of three again.

Recently, I decided to stop saving every photo we take to the Cloud. We post those we prefer online and ditch the rest. There’s no point in paying for cloud storage for the thousands of photos we take each year, photos we may never notice again when our favorites are on our site.

I spoke too soon. I just picked up my head to find Mr. Bushbuck in the garden. Tom couldn’t jump up quickly enough to get him some pellets he tossed close to him in the garden. Although male bushbucks all seem to look alike, we can easily determine our regulars in a particular species and others based on their unique markings.

Our regular visitor, Mr. Bushbuck. He, too, visits, rain or shine.

It’s no different if you had two purebred dogs of an identical breed from the same parents. They each possess their unique markings, making it easy to determine who is who. The trick is for us to take the time to learn their distinctive markings and nuances to tell one from another. It becomes an essential factor in our enjoyment of living in the bush and the familiarity of the wildlife when they frequently stop by.

One Wart. He’s a regular! He’s learning his name.

Last night, at midnight, I took the last of those darned powerful antibiotics. Following Monday, we’ll return to Dr. Luzaan for more x-rays to determine if they worked. We’re hoping so after this rough past week. If not, Plan B, an appointment with the dental surgeon in Malelane, will be necessary. We shall see.

Mom & Babies are daily visitors, rain or shine.

Now, I’ll wait three days for the drugs to leave my system and hopefully feel better. Not drinking wine this past week didn’t bother me, especially after we hadn’t had a drink during the ten months in the hotel room in Mumbai. Also, Tom didn’t do any sundowners either during this period, other than the night Uschi and Evan stopped by on Thursday.

Kudus in the muddy garden, searching for pellets.

Today, with the roads so muddy and me still under the weather, we’ll stay put. We’ll prepare a nice dinner, and in the evening, we’ll hunker down ourselves, stream a few shows on Netflix, Amazon, or Hulu, doing what many do on quiet weekend nights. We’d hoped to head to Komatipoort on Monday for a few items, but we have enough food to last us until the following Monday when we return to the dentist. It’s just not fun driving on the muddy roads and in the pouring rain. We have all the time in the world.

May you have a pleasant weekend as well.

Photo from one year ago today, February 13, 2020:

There were no photos posted on this date when we were on a full-day road trip in India. Please check back for more tomorrow.

Game count, Marloth Park…My two year “heartaversary”…The beat goes on…Thank goodness…

    Bossy, reaching onto the veranda for pellets I dropped.
Every year the Marloth Park Honorary Rangers conduct a count of all the game in Marloth Park. With 3000 hectares, 7413 acres, this is quite a daunting task for the hard-working Honorary Rangers volunteers. How this is managed is tricky with all the vegetation in which the wildlife can hide.
They’ve broken up the entirety of Marloth Park into sections and the Rangers are assigned sections to conduct the count by vehicle. Of course, this is an estimate and subsequently, they speculate the actual count is approximately 60% of the actual count.
Since we left Marloth Park in May 2019, as mentioned in a prior post,  a number of animals have been “culled” or relocated to other areas, including Lionspruit, a game conservancy within Marloth Park. See the map below:
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Map of Maroth Park, including Lionspruit, where two lions, Fluffy and Dezi reside, along with other wild animals, providing food for them to hunt.

The game count was conducted yesterday as shown in this report below.

“THE GAME COUNT RESULTS – 11 February 2021
These are the results of the game count this morning. Six vehicles and 23 spotters went out at 06.30 this morning. Thanks to everyone that participated. We appreciate your help!
Impala 493
Warthog 95
Wildebeest 12
Kudu 106
Zebra 44
Giraffe 36
Bushbuck 41
Duiker 23
Waterbuck 6
Ostrich 14
Baboon Groups 1
Monkey Groups 6
Mongoose Groups 2
Please keep in mind that this is a road count, which means that roughly only 60% of the game was counted.”
This information, posted by Honorary Ranger, and friend Uschi was all the more special for us when she and her husband Evan, also an Honorary Ranger, stopped by last night for a very pleasant visit. They live within walking distance from us, but drove here based on the fact there may be lions and leopards wandering in the park in the dark.
This was a rare scene, Helmeted Guinea-Fowl and Franks dining on seed together. This was the dad to a mating pair of guinea-fowls, who collected some seeds to bring back to his partner and chicks. These birds aren’t as gregarious as the francolins and seldom get close to humans.
In a perfect world, there would only be enough animals that this 3000 hectares of land and vegetation could sustain. But, a reality of this special area is there are more animals that nature can provide for, resulting in many homeowners and visitors feeding them.
Feeding the wildlife is an accepted practice, although controversial, which includes game pellets, Lucerne (hay), and certain “safe-for-them” vegetables and fruits such as sweet potatoes, bananas, carrots, and apples which many of us purchase to feed them on a regular basis, especially during the “lean times,” during droughts and dry weather when the vegetation they need is less prolific.
Kudu and warthog dining in unison.

What’s the controversy? Many of the homes in Marloth Park are rented at certain points to tourists. Let’s face it, they, like us, come here to interact with the wildlife, generally around food which brings them back to our gardens, over and over again. Some feel that by feeding them, we are preventing them from foraging for their own food sources in the vegetation.

We understand this fully. But, after spending a total of 19 months in Marloth Park, over the years, we have seen starving and malnourished animals. If we can supplement their diet to keep them healthy, it is nearly impossible for us animal lovers to resist.

Reaching for a morsel in a tree.

Another question that arises, is, what happens when tourists or homeowners leave the property, the animals return and no one is there any longer to feed them? We worried about this very fact when we left the Orange house in 2019 after 15 months of feeding the wildlife. But, these marvelous creatures aren’t dumb, by any means, and they’ll seek out other tourists and homeowners for food, as well as continuing to forage.

Few of the animals in Marloth Park are carnivores or omnivores and hunt other wildlife for food. An example of this is the mongoose, who will kill and eat snakes when they are resistant to the venom, Ironically, on February 22, 2018, we did a story about carnivores, omnivores, and herbivores found in Marloth Park. Please click this link for details. Also, it’s imperative NOT to feed the animals “people food.” They are unable to digest food other than the pellets and appropriate vegetation, and offering them the equivalent of “junk food” can make them sick or even kill them.

Such an adorable female kudu.

It rained in buckets last night and continues to rain today. Storms are brewing in the Indian Ocean and heading this way. Our garden is a muddy mess. We doubt we’ll see much wildlife until this passes. In the meantime, Tom is outside on the veranda and I am indoors in the bedroom, staying cool and comfortable until this bad weather passes.

It was two years ago today that I had open-heart surgery here in Nelspruit, South Africa. Although I still bear some of the lingering effects of this life-changing, life-saving surgery, I am grateful for the medical care I received in helping me come out on the other side. And, of course, I am grateful to my husband Tom, who provided the best possible care, love, and attention possible, along with our many friends in Marloth Park.

Another adorable face, that of a male impala. These animals rarely come close to humans, so we were pleasantly surprised to see him in the garden.

Have a great day! Stay safe, wear a mask, wash your hands, and social distance. Let’s put this dreadful pandemic behind us!

Photo from one year ago today, February 12, 2020.

The city of Shimla, India as seen from the Himalayan Queen Toy Train. For more photos, please click here.

Nothing is as easy as it seems…

This young male kudu has a notch in his left ear. Wonder how that got there? It could have been rough play or an injury from another animal.

As I continue to deal with the side effects of two antibiotics, we’re laying low with me spending a few hours each afternoon in the bedroom with the air-con on. It continues to be hot and humid, and right now, as I feel this way, the heat is less tolerable than usual. Load shedding continues for no less than seven hours a day, in the middle of the day, late morning, and again at night from 1900 hours to 2130 hours, 7:00 pm to 9:30 pm.

I keep thinking of how generous Louise and Danie are for providing us with an inverter that gives us sufficient power to run the router, charge our digital equipment, and operate fans in the bedroom when the power is out during the night. This helps so much that load shedding isn’t as big an issue for us.

During the power outages at night, we’re still able to stream TV series or movies on my laptop through Hulu, Prime Video, or Netflix, making the 2½ hours without air-con pass more quickly. The past few nights’ load shedding occurred between 3:00, and 5:00 am.

Action in the garden in the late afternoon.

As soon as the air-con stops, we both wake up, and one of us gets up and turns on the fan. When the power returns, the air-con comes back on by itself, which again wakes us up. Sleep is fitful, but we’re managing. Again, it’s the “nature of the beast,” in other words, “life in the bush.”

This evening, friends Uschi and Evan are stopping by at 1730 hours, 5:30 pm, for social distancing sundowners, although I won’t be drinking alcohol due to the medication, I’m on. By Tuesday, which will be eight days since I began the five-day course, I will be able to have a glass of my favorite, low alcohol wine.

We love interaction with the various francolins in the garden.

Of course, we’re waiting anxiously for the opportunity to get the Covid-10 vaccine. But, now, with the world talking about South Africa and UK variants, the rush to get the vaccines out has been completely halted. The new stats for South Africa are as follows. Please click the South Africa link below for the full article:

“SA records 3,159 Covid-19 cases and 276 deaths in the past 24 hours

February 10 2021 – 22:32BY timeslive
Health Minister Dr. Zweli Mkhize said on Wednesday night that 3,159 new Covid-19 cases had been recorded in the past 24 hours.

After two days of less than 2,000 new Covid-19 cases, health minister Dr. Zweli Mkhize said on Wednesday night that the number of infections in 24 hours had breached the 3,000 mark.

There were 3,159 new infections recorded in the past day, taking the total number of Covid-19 cases recorded to date to 1,482,412.

However, it was another day where the positivity rate – the number of new cases against the number of tests in the same period – was again below the 10% mark. The new infections came from 35,195 tests, at a positivity rate of 8.97%.

Mkhize also reported 276 new Covid-19 related deaths, taking the total death toll from the coronavirus in SA is 47,145.

Of the new deaths, 126 were in Gauteng, 34 were in KwaZulu-Natal, 33 in the Eastern Cape, 31 in the Western Cape, 21 in Mpumalanga, 20 in the Free State, eight in the Northern Cape, and three in Limpopo.

To date, 1,367,247 recoveries have been recorded, at a recovery rate of 92.7%.”

A gray Lourie is checking out the action on the ground.

This morning, when we headed to the Bush Centre for meat and biltong (delicious South African jerky), we noticed how few people were socially distancing and wearing masks. I still don’t understand why people don’t take this virus seriously when there have been several deaths here in the park over the past few weeks. I was wearing a face mask, face shield, and rubber gloves (which I only use for one wearing before tossing them).

As more and more cases come to the forefront, we find ourselves, back into a semi-state of isolation, even here in the bush with relatively few people around us. Nowhere in the world is exempt, including Antarctica, which we visited in 2018 and now has had several cases of Covid-19.

The babies suckle as Mom lays atop a pile of bananas.

The more we discuss our visa options, the more convinced we’ve become that we need to apply for visa extensions instead of flying to another country through multiple airports and crowded spaces. Our best bet is to stay put, continuing to exercise the utmost caution, avoiding restaurants and any potential public gatherings. Who knows when any of us can relax and fully enjoy life once again?

Mr. Hornbill, checking out the activity in the garden.

Photo from one year ago today, February 11, 2020:

One year ago, on this date, my laptop crashed, and we weren’t able to prepare a post or upload photos. We were able to post on February 12, 2020, so please check back tomorrow for the year-ago picture.

Behind the 8-ball today…Tom’s haircut, finally, after a year!…

Mr. Hornbill was sitting on the veranda of his “stolen” bushbaby house, where he and the Misses are waiting for their eggs to hatch.

This morning, I am so behind in posting. What slowed me down was a result of two things; one, I had trouble downloading photos for some odd reason (probably WiFi related), and two, I spent no less than an hour in a chat with Emirates Airline to get a US $20, ZAR 284.31 refund for one seat assignment when we flew from Dubai to Johannesburg. We upgraded my seat from coach to business class.

By upgrading one of our seats to business class, our prior seat was canceled, for which we’d paid US $20 extra when there was an up-charge for all seats (go figure).  By switching to business class (my seat only, when we couldn’t buy an upgrade for Tom), we paid an additional US $700, ZAR 10309. But, in the process of producing the extra for the upgrade, we still had yet to receive a refund for the seat assignment we’d given up.

Leave it to Tom to think of this. Leave it to me to spend an hour in a chat with Emirates Airlines to get the refund. But, we were bound and determined not to let them keep our $20. Why it took so long baffles me. They made it so tricky. It would have been easy for any customer to say, “Never mind!” But, not me, I stayed. The course and finally got it done.

Wildebeest Willie, later named Broken Horn, stopped by again. We were so happy to see him, as he was happy to see us.

So here it is, almost well after 1:00 pm when most often, I’m done with the daily post and able to continue with our typical day. Today will be different. Fortunately, we have most of tonight’s dinner prepared due to a good-sized portion of grilled chicken we made yesterday.

There’s little else to do today other than continue to take photos of visiting wildlife while offering them their treats of choice. They’ve eaten all the bananas and sweet potatoes, which we will restock at a later date. However, no doubt, we have plenty of pellets and birdseed to last for the next several days. The pellet-guy should arrive on Friday with a new shipment. This time, we’ve left enough money with Louise to buy us four big bags when he shows up at their Info Centre.

Tom, before his haircut in Marloth Park. He hadn’t had a professional cut in over a year.

Finally, Tom got a haircut at a salon at the local Bush Centre with the same stylist who’d cut his hair during our prior stays in Marloth Park. We were both concerned about the risk of Covid-19 by visiting a salon. But, Tom assured me they exercised the utmost caution when he was the only customer in the shop during his appointment, and the stylist wore a very secure mask that fits tightly on her face.

He was thrilled to finally be rid of the bad cut he’d done for himself in that hotel room in India. Based on the fact, I don’t possess good “small hand” skills; he refused to allow me to cut his hair which was probably a good decision. I can manage all of my own spa/salon needs but not his! He was happy with the result, as was I.

When he’d cut the back of his hair in the hotel room in Mumbai, he used his regular electric razor for a funny “pot-over-the-head haircut.

With a 30% tip and tax, the total cost of his haircut was US $8.84, ZAR 130. Unreal! Tom said he’d never gone so long without getting a haircut in his life. But, then again, whoever spends almost a year of their life stuck in a hotel room? Not too many, I suppose.

At this point, I am beginning Day #3 of the two types of antibiotics I am taking for the tooth abscess. I am not feeling like myself while taking these strong medications, but I had no choice. I look forward to finishing off the prescribed dosages on Saturday. By Tuesday, eight days later, when I’m feeling better, I can have a glass of my favorite low-alcohol South Africa wine, Skinny Red by Four Cousin. That will be nice, along with feeling better after finishing the meds.

Tom, after the haircut in Marloth Park.

Our friends Linda and Ken will be coming to Marloth Park at the end of this month. We look forward to seeing them soon. We haven’t seen them since our get-together in Wales, UK, in October 2019. We saw them in Marloth Park in 2018/2019, and before that, we got together in Sydney, Australia, in March 2017. How wonderful to have friends who are as mobile as we are!

With friends Kathy and Don waiting for their Covid-19 vaccines in Hawaii and numerous other special friends in the US and the UK soon to come to Marloth Park, we look forward to the days to come while we continue to revel in the treasures in front of us, day by day.

A few days ago, we drove by the Orange house. We’re delighted that we don’t miss it now that we love our current location in the bush, quiet, private, backing up to the parkland and Lionspruit and packed with wildlife.

Be safe. Be well.

Photo from one year ago today,  February 10, 2020:

From this site: “Indian Statesman and Spiritual Leader. Mohandas Gandhi, who come to be popularly known as “Mahatma” (Great Soul), was born a colonial subject of the British Empire. He studied law at University College in London and was admitted to the bar in 1891. In 1893, Gandhi took a position as a legal advisor for an Indian law firm in Durban, South Africa (then also a British colony). Appalled at the racism against South Asians there, Gandhi became an activist for equal rights. However, Gandhi stained the violent tactics often employed by socialist and anarchist activists, however, cited new forms of nonviolent resistance, collectively known as “Satyagraha” (truth and firmness). Influenced by traditional Hinduism as well as the works of Jesus, Leo Tolstoy, and Henry David Thoreau, Gandhi’s methods stressed change by noncooperation with the colonial authorities, including disruptive (though nonviolent) demonstrations and general strikes and boycotts. For more, please click here.

Exciting visitor this morning…Welcome WW…

By the way, he stopped eating pellets to look into my eyes as I spoke to him. Could this be our old friend Wildebeest Willie? I think it could be him. Then again, there are a few dozen wildebeest in Marloth Park, and I could be dreaming.

Now that I am taking two antibiotics around the clock at different intervals, I couldn’t help but awaken at 4:00 am, knowing at 6:00 am, another dose was due. I never went back to sleep. As a result, I am bleary-eyed, and I feel tired and out of sorts. Of course, taking big doses of antibiotics can impact how one feels during the several-day period. I’ll be glad when this is over, and hopefully, I can go back to feeling like myself.

Admittedly, I am pretty much sick and tired of medical issues. With the worst of genes on my mother’s side of the family, no matter how hard I try, I can’t escape having issues of one sort or another, no matter how hard I try to be fit and healthy. It’s the nature of the beast.

Bossy and a friend, partaking of pellets.

If these antibiotics work and rid me of this dreadful tooth abscess, it will be cause for celebration. I’ve been walking around with this for the past nine or ten months. Dr. Luzaan explained that the tooth no longer had any nerves due to a prior root canal and crown. As a result, the abscess caused pain in my face above the infected area. Oh, good grief. Enough about that! It’s no wonder my face still hurt long after I’d taken the first round of antibiotics many moons ago.

Late afternoon, I chatted with readers Matthew and his wife, Jessica, answering questions about Marloth Park. As frequent visitors to South Africa, they’ve had plenty of experience living in the bush and Africa and are well aware of potential challenges. Their enthusiasm over the prospect of visiting Marloth Park, which they’ve never seen in the past, was palpable, and they, like us, could end up staying for an extended period.

A male warthog, yet to be named, with a friend laying down for a rest after a pellet-eating frenzy.

After seeing our wildlife photos, several of our readers have come to Marloth Park after reading our rave reviews, comments, and of course. It’s always fun to talk to our readers, and we’re thrilled to answer questions and share thoughts. We may still be here when they come to Marloth Park in April 2022. At the moment, they are working with Louise on some possible rentals.

Tom didn’t join in the conversation since he was on the veranda, busy watching the Super Bowl game on his laptop using the NFL streaming service, GamePass, for which he pays an annual fee. He, like many, was disappointed in the game. He never watches the commercials or the half-time show and thus offers no comments regarding these aspects of the event.

Wildebeest Willie did well, sharing pellets with Mom & Babies.

I spoke with Matthew and Jessica on Facebook’s Messenger, and surprisingly, the free call was clear without interruption. It’s incredible to talk with others halfway around the world at no cost and still have a good connection. The call was enjoyable, with social distancing at the utmost.

Speaking of social distancing, we still feel the brunt of the restrictions of Covid-19, although obviously, it is considerably less than it was only a month ago. It appears, dining out in Marloth Park is risky in some restaurants, and takeaway meals are a better option right now.

At times, he stopped and stared at them, annoyed but tolerating them well.

Marloth Park usually has events, fairs, and social gatherings that provide an opportunity to meet new people. At this time, none of those such events are happening or even in the works. Undoubtedly, everyone throughout the park and the world is still feeling a sense of isolation to reduce the risks of contracting the virus.

With good little press about a potential vaccine in this country, it could be a year before a suitable vaccine is available, considering the dreaded South African variants. It appears the recent influx of doses has been terminated due to the lack of efficacy of the vaccines currently on the market. It’s back to the drawing board. Plus, things move slowly in this country.

Soon, Mom & Babies had enough of him and took off. Surely, they will return in no time at all.

I will be back to my upbeat self again when this tooth abscess issue is resolved. Hopefully, the antibiotics do their job. We won’t know until returning to the dentist on February 22, whereby new X-rays will determine my fate and if I must have the laser treatment by the dental surgeon in Malelane. We shall see.

May you have a safe and healthy day.

Photo from one year ago today, February 9, 2020:

Two baby barns owls were peering out from the safety of the hollow in the tree in Ranthambore National Park. For more photos, please click here.