Redoing inadequate documents…

This male warthog has some seriously huge tusks. It looks like he recently enjoyed cooling off in a water hole.

After feeling satisfied that the majority of the documents required by the law firm were done, yesterday, I received an email from them stating we had to redo several of the documents. For example, the bank statements we’d sent in were screenshots of the main pages. Nope, this wouldn’t do. They wanted the complete bank statements, not just the main information pages, and screenshots wouldn’t do.

I contacted our bank, and they explained how to email the statements when I could not find a single click that would create a complete statement in PDF format. Then, I had to redo the passport bio and visa stamp pages, which weren’t clear enough. It’s not easy to scan passport pages when the passport book doesn’t lay flat, regardless of how hard one may try.

Zebra mom and baby drinking from the pool. Zebras never jump the little fence to drink from the birdbath.

As it turned out, I had to bend the specific pages far back to make them lay as flat as possible. Once I did this, I could get clear flat images of both pages on each of our passports which we’ll need anyway when we apply for new passports once we’re done with the visa extensions and the insurance claim for Tom’s missing bag. It’s too much paperwork at once.

Then, I had to ask Louise to reprint several of the letters required for the country since we’d written the dates wrong. In the US, dates are written, such as today, as 1/24/23. In South Africa and many other parts of the world, they are written as 24/1/23. Old habits die hard. We goofed up on these.

Soon, when Vusi or Zef arrives, they’ll be bringing fresh copies of the original documents to redo and scan, which I sent to Louise to print. Once done with all of these, I’ll send a new email to the law firm with the redone documents, hopefully fulfilling the requirements.

Female kudus stopped by for pellets and drinks from the birdbath.

So far, since the last document email was sent to the insurance company for Tom’s claim, we haven’t heard a word. Hopefully, they don’t require redoing those complicated forms and documents.

After these documents are submitted today, we’ll be heading to Komatipoort to Doc Theo’s office for some refill prescriptions and then off to the pharmacy and Spar for grocery shopping. I expect we’ll be back at the house by 2:00 pm, 1400 hrs or so, ample time for me to prep the food for tonight’s dinner.

Thus, this morning, I am typing fast and furiously to get today’s post completed and uploaded before we leave here at 11:30 am for my noon doctor appointment. It’s great that I don’t have any mysterious medical complaints this time. I am so grateful for this fact.

This was Tiny. We miss him. Each time a giant pig enters the garden, we check out this photo to see if it’s him. No luck so far.

Animal visits have been sparse in the past 24 hours, so we don’t have much in the way of new photos other than the few included here today. Sorry about that. But we’ve been so busy with tasks that it’s been challenging to focus on taking photos in the past few days.

We are anxious to be done with all of this paperwork so we can head to Kruger. Each morning, we think that we may be able to go, but something comes up that prevents us from taking an entire day in the park, usually something that pops up in my email, requiring more work to do.

Sorry, we are rushed today. By tomorrow, we should have some new photos and news to share.

Be well.

Photo from one year ago today, January 24, 2022:

It was good to see Broken Horn this morning after he’d had a busy weekend. For more photos, please click here.

Octomom and her eight piglets…Lots of squeaking…Funny!…

The electrician set up his ladder with the veranda railing supporting it. Scary.

It’s wonderful to see the animals back in our garden. It had been several days since we’d seen Octomom and her eight piglets, and finally, this morning, they returned, much to our delight. They are growing fast, and we can’t imagine how we’ll keep up with pellets for them when they are even bigger. We’re offering treat-sized portions to make them accustomed to small portions. They could easily go through one of our three weekly bags of pellets at 40 kg, 88 pounds each. After all, they are PIGS.

Norman, Nina, and the baby have been stopping by five or six times a day, if not more. At times, they spend hours here. Also, kudus hang around for hours. After we offer some treats, they stay and enjoy the vegetation in the garden, often taking time to lay down and rest, if not actually napping. With the bush lush and green with edible vegetation, we are feeding less overall.

A few minutes later he added a rope tie to secure the ladder to the railing.

Most bush wildlife tends to sleep in short bursts, always instinctively on the lookout for predators. And indeed, there are predators here in Marloth Park, with the current estimate at nine lions, including cubs, and several leopards that have continuously resided in the park. Any of these beautiful animals may become a meal for one of these carnivore predators for themselves and also their young and their mates.

The electrician is here again today, working on installing the wiring for the new inverter system. Right now, the power is off. I had prepared a blueberry pound cake in a large loaf pan for Tom. As soon I put it in the oven the power went off. Immediately, I took it out of the oven before it started baking and placed it in the refrigerator, knowing that cake batter can keep in the fridge for up to 48 hours, if necessary. Surely, we’ll have power sometime today, but load-shedding starts up again in a few hours.

We’d never seen this huge male warthog until this morning. It looks like he’d cooled off in a cement pond or water hole.

I should have known better than to plan to bake anything today with the electrician here and in the heat and humidity. But my mind was elsewhere when I started putting the recipe together. Tom has been enjoying a homemade baked item with his coffee in the morning and, on occasion, at night after dinner.

Since he hasn’t gained weight from these treats and he’s in such good health, I don’t hesitate to bake something for him. He doesn’t snack throughout the day and only eats breakfast and dinner. It would be nice if I could enjoy some of these treats with him, but that’s not going to happen. I miss having sweet treats, and occasionally, I make something low-carb.

We’d thought about going to Kruger today, but with the electrician coming and the need for us to lock up and use the alarm if he left before we returned, it made more sense for us to hang around. Burglaries happen here in Marloth Park by people who wander into the park to wreak havoc. That’s why security companies and alarm systems connected to them are vital for peace of mind.

Octomom’s eight piglets. She was in the bush watching them eat pellets.

Typically, when we hear about a local crime, we discover it is due to the failure of the home’s resident to set the alarm. Some residents and tourists become complacent about securing their alarm systems, and some property owners don’t have any security company associated with their property in an attempt to avoid paying the fees. This is foolhardy when we often hear about crimes perpetrated during such situations.

One night last week, we called our security company in the evening when one of the door alarm devices fell off of the door frame. A security guy came out and fixed the device enabling us to secure the house before we went to bed. If we didn’t have the alarm set, even for one night, I doubt either of us would sleep well.

A Big Daddy stepped in and shared pellets with the piglets, who didn’t give any trouble.

Last night, when we usually stream shows on my laptop, the WiFi went out. Since neither of us reads paper books anymore, and we couldn’t go online, we were left with nothing to do for the remainder of the evening. Last year for my birthday, Rita and Gerhard gave me an external hard drive loaded with 1000 movies. This hard drive has been a huge help on such evenings. We ended up watching a good movie from 2001, Behind Enemy Lines. It was an entertaining movie.

While watching the movie, the WiFi came back on, but we continued watching the movie. Thanks to Rita and Gerhard for giving us this huge resource when WiFi is out, which seems to occur frequently at night, especially lately during the busy holiday season. Last night’s outage was due to excessive load-shedding, which impacted the batteries used to supply WiFi to the area. It’s the “nature of the beast.” TIA…This is Africa.

Be well.

Photo from one year ago today, January 17, 2022:

Could these Cape buffalos be a mom and a youngster? For more photos, please click here.

One dreaded task accomplished…Two more pending…

This was the first time we saw the baby drinking fresh water from the birdbath while mom and dad stood to the right.Tom refills the birdbath daily, and many animals drink from it.

Completing the insurance claim for our lost bag has been hanging over my head for weeks. Bit by bit, I worked on finding every receipt for the items in the bag, which was tricky and time-consuming. Once I found all the receipts, I realized the format they were in from Amazon and other shops would not be satisfactory for the insurance company. Plus, they weren’t in PDF format and were not easy to submit.

I thought about this in the middle of the night weeks ago and found a great phone app I mentioned earlier called Mobile Scanner. They had a free version I tested, but the paid version was 100% more efficient. I bit the bullet and paid the annual fee of $39.99, knowing I could use this repeatedly. The ease of use is fantastic and better than other scanning processes I’ve tried over the years.

This Big Daddy spent the entire afternoon with us.

If I find that I won’t use it much later on, I can avoid renewing it. Still, for now, I desperately needed it to complete the time-consuming and cumbersome insurance claim for our lost belongings, available through the credit card we used to purchase the airline tickets with Ethiopian Air.

No, I couldn’t find all the receipts, but based on the fact we use Amazon.com so much, I found 90%. Once I found the receipt at Amazon, II went to the print invoice tab, used the scanner to scan it from my laptop, downloaded and saved it as a PDF document, and placed each receipt, numbering each one in a folder on my desktop.

Kudus prefer to reach up to eat over bending over to graze on grass and to eat human-offered pellets and treats.

Once done, I sent in the receipts via email in batches of five since often too many attachments prevent an email from going through, as we all know. Now, we wait and see what happens. I doubt they’ll ask us to complete more time-consuming tasks, but at least I submitted the claim on time. We’ll see how it goes.

Also, today, we’re waiting to hear back from the law firm in Cape Town regarding our next step in filing our visa extension. Most likely, it will be setting up our file online with South African immigration, which is another confusing and time-consuming process.

This morning Bossy ate no less than 12 marulas that dropped from the trees. She’d eat the fruit and then spit out the pits. Very cute.

Once we’ve got both of these tasks under control, we’ll begin the process of applying for new passports using online services. We’ll do that part soon and begin the paperwork once the old passports are received. In any case, we’ll have to mail in our old expired ten-year passports to the online service company using FedEx or DHL, which should take several weeks to get to the company in the US.

Fortunately, we still have our four-year passports with over a year remaining. The reason for the urgency in getting new ten-year passports is that the cruises we have booked for August require no less than six months remaining on existing passports. At that point, we’ll only have five months remaining.

The humidity today is brutal and will only worsen as the week progresses. Today will be the coolest day of the week, and right now, while sitting by the veranda door at the dining room table, I am soaking wet in sweat. I have the portable fan blowing on me, but with 4½ hours of load-shedding in the works right now, the fan’s power is limited. The power will be back on in two hours or less.

Bossy and her marula pits. She is “with child.” Yesterday, we saw the little one kicking and tried to take a video, but we missed the opportunity.

As for the animals, we are in heaven. They are all back, particularly Norman, Nina, and the baby, who stop by many times each day. Norman and Nina are so loving to one another and to their little one. It is the cutest thing to watch. Plus, we’ve had an endless stream of kudus (many Big Daddies) and pregnant Bossy, bushbucks, duikers, and a variety of warthogs. It’s been quite fun!

The electrician is here all day but working outdoors to wire the house for the newer and bigger inverter, which will be ready to use by the end of the month. This will change our lives. We are grateful to Louise and Danie for tackling this hugely expensive project.

A little fun is needed amid all this dreadful “paperwork.” Can’t wait to put all of this behind us so we can relax, enjoy our day-to-day, and spend more time visiting Kruger National Park. It’s been quite a while since we’ve gone to Kruger with all the holidaymakers booking appointments to get inside the park. We prefer to enter on quieter days.

That’s it for today, folks. Have a fantastic Monday. Sorry about the Minnesota Vikings’ loss in the playoff games, another disappointment for loyal fans, including Tom and our kids and grandkids.

Be well.

Photo from one year ago today, January 16, 2022:

This is a side-striped jackal, another less frequent sighting we were delighted to encounter. The side-striped jackal is a canine native to central and southern Africa. Unlike the smaller and related black-backed jackal, which dwells in open plains, the side-striped jackal primarily dwells in woodland and scrub areas. For more photos, please click here.

Update on bite…Octomom and her eight piglets…The new King and Queen of Lionspirit…

Seeing these little ones this time of year is a treat.

As it turns out, the bite I suffered on Saturday was a bee sting. We weren’t able to get the stinger out when I got bit, but this morning almost 48 hours later, I felt it when I ran my hand over my red, hot, swollen, and itchy upper arm and easily pulled it out. The reaction was allergic, and I don’t believe it’s infected. Allergic to bees, we carry an EpiPen but fortunately didn’t need to use it.

Every few hours, followed by a fresh application of Calamine lotion, the ice pack seems to be most effective in providing temporary relief. It has improved in the past 48 hours, so I do not need medical care. The past two nights have been tough, and I’ve hardly slept the past two nights. Once Zef or Vusi comes to clean and change the bedding, as they do each Monday, I’ll probably take a nap, if possible.

It’s a gorgeous sunny morning with a temperature of 83F, 28C, humidity at 59%, and a dew point of 67. The high today will be a tolerable 91F, 33C, with humidity dropping throughout the day.

Marigold and her new little bushbuck, Magnolia.

Octomom and her eight piglets have been here for the past two hours. They are lying in the shade; all cuddled up to her and each other. She is such a good mom. It’s a delight to see them each day, knowing they are well-loved and cared for by this conscientious mom. Ah, the miracles of Mother Nature! We can’t ever get enough of these wonders.

Speaking of the wonders bestowed upon us, fortunate enough to be in Marloth Park, Jaco, an Honorary Ranger, posted this incredible story on his Facebook page a few days ago, as shown below with photos (not ours).

(Please remember that English is a second language for South Africans who speak Afrikaans, and there may be some errors in the below notice. We should all be so blessed to speak a second language with such fluency).
Excellent news. The future King and Queen of Lionspruit. This is the young Male lion of Lionspruit. He is about 4 years old. He made himself at home in Lionspruit just after Flaffie’s death. He was roaming and fighting Lionspruit by himself and defending his territory inside. He was in a fight involved about 2 months ago between him and the two big old male lions that we removed from Marloth Park. After that, he was very proud of himself but lucky for him he was on the other side of the fence, and then the other side, if they did go in, he could be minced meat out of him. He’s a happy Chap now 😀 😄
The Queen was roaming in Marloth Park, then Kruger then back in Marloth Park; she’s a professional hunter between houses on the warthogs, one day she killed a warthog in a boma braai area 😳 luckily no visitors were there, so we decided to dart her and put a collar on her just to see her movements and how many lions is with her, and then, later on, move her into Lionspruit to be Queen for the King 🤴 in Lionspruit, but she was thinking quicker then us 😉 she moved her self into Lionspruit and make it her home 🏡 😉 she’s a bit older than the King, but nowadays it doesn’t matter about age, maybe in the old days, now Queen 👸 and King 🤴 live happily ever after as Queen 👸 and King 🤴 in Lionspruit.
The Field Rangers will monitor them and make sure she will stay there and do a take-off of all the injured animals in Marloth Park for a week just to change her mind so that she can stay in Lionspruit because she knows there are easy fast takeaways in Marloth Park and easy to catch them there 😉. Lionspruit is still a new environment for her, she doesn’t know it that well 😉 😀 👍
Please ask guests and property owners, if you find them, to be RESPECTFUL with them and a SAFE distance from them with your vehicles and not push them, PLEASE. They starting know vehicle’s. If you push them too far, you will never get pleasure from them and will always never see them again; they will hide if they hear a vehicle.
Thank you.”
The new King of Lionspruit. Not our photo.

It will be exciting to hear the lion couple’s roars at night from their location in Lionspruit. As it turns out, in Marloth Park, not counting the separately huge fenced area of Lionspruit, eight lions are roaming among the parklands and bush houses at this time. Lately, they have been spotted in the area of our holiday home. Thus, we avoid walking on the roads and are careful getting in and out of the car, especially at night.

The new Queen of Lionspruit. Not our photo.

We aren’t fearful. But, we are cautious, as everyone should be,  knowing these fantastic beasts are roaming free nearby. We are constantly listening for the lions’ low “rumble sounds, ” which are more frequently heard than an actual roar, as one might expect.

That’s it for today, folks. We hope all of our readers/friends are doing well in the New Year.

Photo from one year ago today, January 9, 2022:

After breakfast, Tom was at Royal Kruger Lodge, where we stayed overnight after a pike broke at our house. For more photos, please click here.

Wildlife returning?…Another sad loss of a favorite animal…

Marigold was sipping on fresh water in the birdbath.

It couldn’t be a more beautiful day. The sun is shining, the humidity is moderate, birds are singing, and the garden is green and lush from recent rains. There are a variety of antelopes wandering about the grounds. Much to our delight, it appears Aggie, our resident agama, had a baby we saw running up the same tree where the mom resides.

The recent heat, humidity, and time outdoors at night have left me with a few dozen annoying mosquito bites, although I wear repellent around the clock. We keep two types of repellent, a roll-on cream and a spray, which I use every few hours outdoors, but it doesn’t seem to keep me bite-free.

Yesterday, bushbucks Stringy and Marigold were in the garden in the late afternoon. One by one, the wildlife is returning to see us.

Most of the bites are near and on my hands. I attribute this to the fact I often wash my hands and need to reapply the repellent each time. But I realize I haven’t been as good about doing this as I should be and have promised myself to ramp it up today. This is malaria time, and one can’t be too cautious.

No word on Tom’s missing bag yet, but we’re hoping that this week, it will be delivered. Otherwise, I will have to get back to work on filing the insurance claim with the credit card company next week. I’ve still worked on finding receipts for items that were in Tom’s missing baggage. I am putting a good-sized dent in it, just in case we don’t get the bag back.

As mentioned, I didn’t notice anything missing after emptying my returned bag. I was thrilled to have all my belongings back, some of which I’d purchased for upcoming cruises in seven months. Azamara Cruises have a  few special all-white dress-up nights, and I bought a few white dresses online for the occasion. Tom had purchased white pants, but those were in his missing bag.

Stringy was looking up at something with his mouth full of pellets.

As for the most recent sad loss of a favorite animal, I believe our dear Lollie has passed away. She had three piglets in early November, but after giving birth, it appeared she had intestines hanging out of her butt. This has worsened over the past weeks to a point where it was devastating to see. Only days ago, they were almost hanging to the ground. We both knew then she wouldn’t last long. As our resident warthog, Lollie was integral to our enjoyment in the bush.

We will miss her, the gentle pig she was, always happy to see us, friendly to other animals, other than when she was protecting those piglets, whom we named Leon, Dawn, and David, our dear friends at Jabula.

Marigold looked over the fence to see where her baby was. The little one was lying in the bush a distance away.

We assumed she died from an infection or worse. We could only imagine. This morning, the three piglets we easily recognized appeared without her. They are only two months old, and we’re hoping they can survive without their mother’s milk. We will be feeding them lots of pellets, fruit, and vegetables. About a month ago, we lost a little piglet, Hoppy, whose mom and two siblings stop by daily. She appeared to have a broken leg and finally gave up. We recall the day she passed.

Life is hard in the bush. In some cases, animals dart out in front of cars, and it’s impossible to avoid hitting them. We know this is nature, and these things happen, but it doesn’t lessen the emotions we feel when we see an animal has passed, whether it be from old age, a predator, an injury, starvation, an illness, or being killed by a careless driver on the road. That’s why driving slowly is vital while paying attention to the surroundings.

Although many animals haven’t visited during the busy holiday season, several impalas still stopped by to graze and beg for pellets.

A few days ago, on the one paved road in Marloth Park, we noticed a line of cars backed up, bringing traffic to a stop. Once the vehicles began to move again, we noticed a turtle had crossed the road. Fortunately, all drivers observed the precious animal crossing the road and stopped to let it pass. A smile came across our faces; grateful everyone had stopped. Many visitors care about the wildlife, as many people living and staying here do.

Today at 5:00 pm, 1700 hrs. (during lock shedding), we’re heading to Jabula to have dinner with four people we’ve never met, readers of our site. Regular reader Lisa has been in touch over the past few years, mentioning, based on our enthusiastic posts, that she and three others were coming here. We’re looking forward to meeting them and hearing about their worldwide travels.

We’ll report the details of our evening out with new readers/friends tomorrow. It’s always wonderful to meet our readers, wherever we may be in the world.

Be well.

Photo from one year ago today, January 3, 2022:

Not our photo. Due to the poor WiFi connection, our year-ago images aren’t visible today. We’d posted a story on this date in 2022 about the passing of Fluffy, the lone male lion living in Lionspruit, the game reserve within Marloth Park. Fluffy was enjoying quiet time with his mate and companion, Dezi, who has also since passed away. For our story, please click here.

Happy New Year to all of our family and readers/friends…The little things…Where were we the past 11 year New Year’s Eves?

Zebras and kudus get along well.

We hope that all of our readers/friends had a safe and enjoyable New Year’s Eve and that today will be a special day for relaxing, eating good food, watching sports, and spending time with family and friends.

We stayed in last night but had a great time, just the two of us. We enjoyed drinks, music on our JBL speaker, and a great dinner of ham sliders, salad, and rice. Having an actual ham sandwich was such a treat for me now that I can have my homemade keto bread, which doesn’t raise my blood sugar.

I only ate one small sandwich but took little bites to savor every morsel. I added a thin slice of Maasdam cheese, lettuce, and mustard. The ham was moist and flavorful. It wasn’t a precooked ham and had to cook long enough to be thoroughly done for about 90 minutes. We have one larger ham left and can’t wait to have those sandwiches again.

One pellet landed on the veranda floor, and this female kudu was determined to get it.

Tom hadn’t had anything like this in a long time, and he had four little sliders with the soft mini buns buttered, ham, and cheese. He was in food nirvana. I could tell by the look on his face. It’s funny how the most seemingly simple things give us so much pleasure.

After dinner, we hung around outside for a while until the bugs became unbearable and went inside. We stayed up to bring in the New Year and ended up watching the entire fifth season of Peaky Blinders. We never had trouble staying awake and sent New Year’s wishes to family and friends when the clock struck midnight. It was a lovely evening, after all.

A few minutes ago, we laughed out loud when a little piglet got lost from his mom and finally found her. When he saw her at a distance, he squeaked so loud with a thumping sound, as he ran, we were hysterical laughing. It was the cutest thing! Earlier this morning, Tom rescued a dung beetle stuck in a hole in the dirt, unable to get himself and his ball rolling again. Tom took a little stick and gave the ball and the dung beetle a little nudge, and he was on his way again, searching for a mate.

This is Bossy. She came over from the old house two km away. It’s always good to see her.

The bush is filled with little wonders that leave us reeling with delight. All we have to do is sit at the table on the veranda, as we do all day, watching carefully for what treasures Mother Nature can send us. Ah, the little things always make us laugh the hardest and the most often.

Yesterday, we recalled where we spent the past 11 New Year’s Eves. Our list includes the links for the specific posts that appeared on January 1. Here they are:

  1. January 1, 2013 – We were in Scottsdale, Arizona, wrapping up the final details for our first cruise, sailing out of San Diego, California, on January 3, 2013. The post may be found here.
  2. January 1, 2014 – We were here in Marloth Park and attended a fun party at Jabula, staying until after midnight. The post may be found here.
  3. January 1, 2015 – We were on the Big Island, Hawaii, in the town of Pahoa with our family, where lava was expected to wipe out the city while we were there. For the exciting story, please click here.
  4. January 1, 2016 – We were in Pacific Harbour, Fiji, staying in a lovely teak house with a big pool. The post may be found here.
  5. January 1, 2017 – We were in Penguin, Tasmania, one of Tom’s favorite places on Earth (so far). The post may be found here.
  6. January 1, 2018 – We were in Palermo, Buenos Aires, waiting for the upcoming cruise to Antarctica. The post may be found here.
  7. January 1, 2019 – We were in Marloth Park, attending a party in the bush. The post may be found here.
  8. January 1, 2020 – We were in Apache Junction, Arizona, with Tom’s sisters, awaiting our adventure on the Maharajas Express Train and then a private 56-day tour of the country. The post may be found here.
  9. January 1, 2021 – We were in lockdown in a Mumbai Hotel (for 10 months) on New Year’s Eve. The post may be found here.
  10. January 1, 2022 –  We were here in Marloth Park, attending a party with a big surprise. The post may be found here.
  11. January 2, 2023 – Here we are in Marloth Park for our fourth New Year spent in this wildlife wonderland, filled with the many friends we’ve made over the years.
A young zebra was rubbing her nose on the pool pump roof.

Today, Dawn and Leon are stopping by for fun food, drinks, and, of course, lively conversation with endless stories to share. We will surely spend another fantastic New Year’s Day in the bush.

Be well. Happy New Year!

Photo from one year ago today, January 1, 2022:

Last New Year’s Eve was one we’ll never forget. Our dear friends, Rita and Gerhard, unexpectedly arrived from the US and showed up at the party to surprise us! Everyone knew but us! From left to right, Tom and I, Danie, Louise, Rita, and Gerhard, are in this photo. For more, please click here.

Happy 70th birthday to my husband, lover, best friend and travel companion!!!…

We were awaiting the flight at the Nelspruit/Mpumalanga/Kruger airport on November 24, 2022.

Happy 70th birthday to my dear husband. It’s hard to believe he is 70 years old with his lighthearted and adventurous spirit. His boundless energy, good health (he takes no medication), physical strength (he hauls the heavy bags), sense of humor, intellect, playful demeanor, and endless devotion to seeing to my every need are youthful and surprising.

His strong convictions, backed by history, geography, and science, lead to an endless stream of lively conversation, constantly keeping me entertained, informed, and on my toes. Without his input, I wouldn’t have much of a clue as to what’s happening in the world, instead focusing on my own small sphere of influence.

Regardless of circumstances, he always injects humorous morsels to lighten the mood. Even with the most recent events regarding our dashed trip to Seychelles and all the money we lost, he was able to maintain an upbeat attitude, constantly influencing me to follow suit.

It’s not beyond me to whinge and complain under dire situations. Still, his bursts of frustration are short-lived, which I call “overly grumpy,” and are instantaneously followed by good humor and positivity. Without this, I don’t know if I could have traveled the world for over ten years and still looked at continuing on with any degree of enthusiasm.

This photo of Tom was taken at Amazing Kruger View Restaurant in 2018.

He makes a great case to which I immediately concur, leaving me reeling with enthusiasm and optimism once again. What a cheerleader he is for this life we lead! But his logical and uplifting spirit always presents a reasonable approach to the many benefits of continuing to live this extraordinary life.

And then there’s the romance part, which he flatly denies he possesses to any degree. His approach is genuine and varied, always keeping me intrigued and fascinated. But it’s romantic to me to have the man I love lavish me with compliments and praise me for who I am and what I do. This happens daily, and I never take it, or him, for granted.

Of course, his demeanor inspires me to be the best I can be. Although teasingly, he often refers to me as “bossy” for my assertiveness, I never take offense, while readily grasping the significance of what such a playfully spoken phrase may imply. I consider if I need to tone down my opinions. Often, I do.

I am as attracted to him today at 70 as I was when I met him when he was 38. I was 43. As a matter of fact, I am more attracted to him now, knowing full well the depth of the person he is after over 31 years of experience together. There is never a day that passes that I don’t appreciate him, our relationship, and our extraordinary lives.

I didn’t bake him a cake with ingredients for his favorite cakes this year, hard-to-find here. But yesterday, I made him a double batch of his favorite chocolate cookies. I’ll happily make them for him again once we shop in Komatipoort and I replenish the ingredients. He is savoring each cookie as if it was a golden jewel. Below is a photo of the cookies.

I placed the chocolate cookies on a plate to take the photo, but there’s no way we could leave cookies out on a plate in this climate with many insects. He loves these., crunchy on the outside, soft on the inside.

Tonight, we’ll head to Jabula for our usual Friday night, this time dining at a table with Louise and Danie joining us to celebrate Tom’s birthday. We’ll arrive at 5:00 pm, 1700 hrs., and we will socialize at the bar until they arrive. With the Marloth Park Info Centre so busy right now, which they own, they may not be able to arrive until an hour or two later. We’ll be well-entertained until they do.

Happy birthday, my love, and a happy day to all!

Happy birthday, Lover! That’s my guy, always with a heartwarming grin, even in the pelting rain. Gosh, we love this life! I took this photo in the rain when we found an overhang on the sidewalk on George St. in Sydney in January 2016.

Photo from one year ago today, December 23, 2021:

Don’t laugh! It wasn’t perfect! When I frosted the first bottom layer of Tom’s favorite type of cake, German Chocolate, it appeared I didn’t have enough frosting for all three layers. So I went a little light on the first one, resulting in none showing in this photo. As it turned out, I had enough frosting and put too much on the top layer. As it turned out, since I could not get all the ingredients needed to make this cake, it wasn’t as good as in our old lives. But he ate it anyway. For more photos, please click here.

Summer solstice…The task has begun…Trying to recall every item in our missing bags…One video today…

It’s the first day of summer in Africa and other countries in the Southern Hemisphere.  Based on the hot weather this past month or more, one would think summer had already started here in the bush. When visitors come here from Cape Town, Johannesburg, or other big cities in South Africa they are often shocked by how much hotter it is here.

We’re often shocked by how cold it gets in Cape Town during the winter months. We hear visitors discuss the snow in the mountains and the chill in the city. It gets cool here in the winter which we always appreciate. Today is almost like a winter day with temps much lower at only 77F, 25C with humidity at 71%, and the dew point is 67, considered tropical. But, it feels good not to be sweating.

I’m seated at the dining room table with lots of “lost baggage” paperwork beside me with a clear view of the garden, just in case my favorites stop by. We had a busy morning but now midday, it’s settled down, and only a few visitors have stopped by. When sundowner time arrives, invariably, the animals wander out of the bush and parkland and come to see what we’re doing. It’s a delightful time of the day.

We both make a point of being done with tasks by 4:00 pm, 1600 hrs., each day so we can sip on our preferred beverages and enjoy idle chatter and the quiet solitude that bush so blissfully provides. But, tonight might be a little different. We need to list each item in each bag and submit it to Ethiopian Air for reimbursement if possible.

Today, I finally reached a rep, and they sent me a claim form that we asked Louise to print for us. Tom went to the busy Info Centre to pick up four copies of the form which, weirdly, have to be completed by hand, not online. How ridiculous is that? My handwriting is illegible and has been so for most of my life. Tom writes very slowly, but it’s possible to read what he’s written.

When we received the claim form I noticed their maximum payout is US $400 per bag. That doesn’t put a dent in the value of the items in those two bags. How frustrating. Now, we need to file a separate claim with our credit card company. We’ll see how that goes. The offer more reimbursement but the process is time-consuming and frustrating.

So this evening with the day’s tasks behind us, we’ll sit outdoors at the table on the veranda and begin compiling our lists of items in the lost bags. We’ve already shopped at the Bush Centre this morning for a few items from the meat market and the little grocery store. Now, we can make it until after Christmas for another run to Komatipoort to do the grocery shopping.

Since we’ll be at Jabula Friday and Saturday nights (Christmas Eve) we won’t have to cook anything until Christmas day. We’ve decided to make keto pizza for Tom with just the two of us, and I’ll have chicken breasts on the braai. I want to eat the pizza with him, but it’s just too fattening for me while I am doing so well losing weight. It tastes so good it’s impossible for me to eat only a tiny piece. I won’t even take a taste. To me, it’s as good as eating a gooey doughnut, an occasional treat I may have had in my old life before going keto in 2011.

Tom is currently at his lowest weight since we were in Belize in 2013. He has no health problems, is not pre-diabetic, and takes no meds. Right now, he is enjoying some treats I make for him and more when dining out. But, he avoids bread and desserts and doesn’t drink any sweet drinks.

Many times while we’re at the bar in Jabula, other patrons will offer to buy us each a “shot.” I’ve never done a shot in my life, and Tom isn’t interested in them either, regardless of what alcohol they may be. Neither of us cares to take such a quick intake of alcohol and potentially get drunk. We certainly don’t judge those who partake, but I doubt we ever will if we haven’t started doing them by now.

Surely on Christmas Eve, the drinks will flow, but we will both stick to our usual choices, not overdoing it, while sipping on our preferred beverages. Nonetheless, we’ll enjoy the merriment of the holiday season and the festivities. It’s a very special time in the bush.

My laptop’s battery is about to need a recharge, and I’ll need to plug it into the bedroom plugs near the one inverter-fed outlet by my bedside table. Several of our adapters were in the missing bags, and we now have a shortage of plug-in spots in the remainder of the house. Gosh, we lost a lot of stuff in those two bags!

We’ll be back with more tomorrow, folks. Have a fantastic day as many of you prepare for the holiday season.

Be well

Photo from one year ago today, December 21, 2021:

Wildebeests were resting near Verhami Dam in Kruger National Park. For more, please click here.

More lion warnings in Marloth Park…See the site map where they’ve been spotted!…Big storm last night!…

We are located in Block D, as indicated on this map. Currently, the lions were spotted in Blocks C and D in Marloth Park.
This morning, this notice was posted on Facebook on the Marloth Park Sighting Page.
‼️ URGENT CARNIVORE ALERT‼️
16th-17th December 2022
The Carnivore Team has released an URGENT WARNING that a lioness has been spotted in THE “C” SECTOR, and a male lion has been spotted in THE “D” SECTOR OF THE ATTACHED MAP. They are moving between the houses, and everyone should be extremely careful and vigilant!
The immediate alert is for BLOCK “C AND D” as per the attached map. For those unfamiliar with Marloth, BLOCK “C” IS FROM RENOSTER, OLIFANT, VOLSTRUIS, CROCODILE NORTH, AND MODDERVIS. BLOCK “D” IS FROM SWARTWITPENS/RATEL, RENOSTER, KINGFISHER/SEEKOEI AND OLIFANT! A follow-up alert will be supplied if they move out of these areas!
EVERYBODY needs to be extremely cautious and an urgent alert for joggers, hikers, and cyclists in the morning and afternoon! Be extra careful at night as the lions are a bigger threat in the dark! If you are having a braai, sit with your backs to a wall and keep the lights on!
PLEASE do not allow children to roam around or play unsupervised – period! The lions could appear anywhere in Marloth Park! 😳
This an urgent alert for joggers, hikers, and cyclists along these areas throughout the day!
Unfortunately, the warnings are not taken seriously! Don’t go looking for lions because the lions will find you! The onus is on each and every one to adhere to the alerts and warn others of the dangers.
PLEASE DO NOT POST ANY LION-SIGHTING POSITIONS ON ANY SOCIAL MEDIA GROUPS FOR SAFETY REASONS! Rather contact any one of the Carnivore Team if you spot the lions! Phone any of the following numbers at ANY TIME:
Rangers 082 802 5894
CPF/ Nadine 082 672 4545 Gerrie Camacho 082 353 9097,
Ernst Röhm /MTPA 083 626 6309,
April Lukhele: 082 807 1057. Jan Koekemoer 063 053 7601.
Thank you for your cooperation and understanding – Carnivore Team, Rangers, MTPA, CPF, Security, and the Vet.”
We take these warnings seriously, almost posted daily, of the presence of both male and female lions in the park. You’d think we’d be terrified, but we aren’t. We do everything we can to stay safe including avoiding walking on the roads and wandering about at night.
When we go out to dinner at Jabula on Friday and Saturday nights, we park as close to the building as possible and proceed to the car with extreme caution in mind, watching for lions and snakes, each of which is more active at night. Living in the bush requires diligent observation at all times and during all seasons.
We can only hope and pray that the countless visitors in Marloth Park heed the warnings on Facebook and from their property owners and managers. This is serious stuff, folks. We’ve seen many visitors walking and biking on the road by our house at dusk. This is foolhardy and dangerous!
Last night, a storm rolled over the area with winds, heavy rain, thunder, and lightning. We thought we’d lose power, but it only went off and on a few times when it wasn’t due to load shedding. The WiFi went off and on while we were trying to stream the last few episodes of Yellowstone, which we’re thoroughly enjoying. Love that show!
Today is a low-key day. When load shedding ends after 11:00 am, I plan to do a few loads of laundry, which will take a few days to dry with this humidity. Tom only has one pair of shorts left, all of the others were in our missing bags, which he’s wearing now on this hot day. Soon, he’ll have to change into long pants so I can wash the pair he’s wearing.
On December 19, 25 days will have passed per the requirement of Ethiopian Air for us to file a claim for our missing bags. On Monday, we will get to work filing the claims necessary to recover part of the value of the missing items. I can’t tell you how many missing things we used before the bags were lost. It’s frustrating, to say the least.
I just received a notice from Eskom that we’re now back to Stage 6 load shedding, which results in 11½ hours a day without power. Ugh! It will be a long and hot holiday season.
Continue to enjoy your holiday preparations, whatever they may be.
Be well.

Photo from one year ago today, December 16, 2021:

Open-mouth crocodile on the bank of the Sabie River. Crocs don’t have sweat glands. Instead, they open their mouths to cool off. For more photos, please click here.

Finally, we shopped in Komati…This season’s hottest day yet!…99F, 37.2C, dew point 72, humidity 50%…Plus load-shedding…

Norman had some branches stuck on his head. It looks as if the branch went through his ear, but it was between his ear and horn. He is fine, thank goodness.

We procrastinated about going grocery shopping due to the 11½ hours a day without power, wondering if whatever we’d bought would stay fresh. Eskom sent a message this morning stating that load shedding was dropping from Stage 5 to Stage 4 today and down to Stage 3 on Sunday with only five hours of outages. That’s a significant relief, but most likely will be short-lived, especially during the holiday season and here in Marloth Park, with almost every house filled with owners and holidaymakers.

We only wish visitors would be more mindful of not wasting power and water, which has an awful impact on those who diligently monitor their usage. Surely over the next few weeks, the situation will escalate, and we all may be out of power for days, not hours. This is when we worry about our food in the refrigerator and freezer.

When we left on November 24, Tom put a single coin on top of an ice cube in each of the two ice cube trays, one in the refrigerator freezer and another in the chest freezer. When we returned, we could see how much ice had melted in the trays, and the coins dropped down into the cubes. This way, we knew the food in the freezers hadn’t spoiled when the coins had hardly moved. A nifty little test, eh?

This side view clearly illustrates it didn’t go through his ear.

We missed our opportunity to go to Kruger since we returned five days ago. When it rained a few days, there wasn’t a good day to go, and I overslept on a few others. Tom didn’t want to wake me, figuring I needed more sleep than seeing more wildlife. In the long run, he may have been right…today is Day #4, with no headache and no facial pain. Surely, good sleep helped in improving this dreadful long-haul Covid issue.

If any of our readers suffer from long-term sinusitis, please see your medical professional for assistance. Two nasal irrigation products worked for me the most; one Pysiomer used three times a day, and the other, a nasal irrigation kit with a dispenser and added medications used both morning and night, using warm sterilized water (not hot). Again, please see your medical professional for guidance in using these or similar products.

He was finally able to shake it off.

Now, to enter Kruger, we’d have to make a reservation and be faced with crowds at sightings. We’ll wait until the holiday season ends and go again when it’s quiet, sometime in January. In the meantime, we’re content with all the wildlife visitors stopping by each day and evening.

Once back at the house, after shopping, it took every ounce of energy to get everything put away in the heat. Since I had open heart surgery, I have had trouble bending over for any time. As always, Tom pulls a dining room chair up to the refrigerator to let me easily put everything away. He stocks the fridge on the veranda and the chest freezer. Before we knew it, we were done and able to enjoy a fresh mug of iced tea while he caught up on tasks on his laptop, and I began doing the post.

Nina was eating “Norman’s Lunch” along with the deceased Hoppy’s two siblings. Note the duiker in the background, most likely Delilah.

Today, at around 4:00 pm, 1600 hrs, I will put a “gammon,” a ham, in the oven to cook for one hour as suggested by the butcher when we bought it a few days ago. He said it would dry out if we cooked on the braai. I wouldn’t say I like the idea of turning on the oven on such a hot day, but we need to cook it today since it’s been defrosted for a few days and sitting in the fridge during countless hours of load shedding.

Tom will have ham, white rice, green beans, and salad, and I will have the same minus the rice. As always, it will be a lovely dinner, but with the mozzies and the humidity, we may have to eat in the dining room with the veranda doors closed. We’ll see if it cools down by then. However, according to the weather app on my phone, that doesn’t look promising.

Nonetheless, we are fine, cheerful, feeling well, and content. What more could we ask for?

Be well.

Photo from one year ago today, December 15, 2021:

Mom and baby hippo on the Sabie River. For more photos, please click here.