What will I find?

Driving up one of the gravel roads in and around our area always fills me with expectation - what will I find over the horison? Neat, green fields? A little stream? Or some antelope crossing the road? I can't remember how many times I've been blessed with some wonderful finds, a Hedgehog sprinting for the cover of grass, a Duiker quickly leading it's fawn back to the safety of the trees, a Kestrel sitting on a fence post devouring its prey.

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Windpomp in the Karoo

Ink sketch and watercolour on Amedeo 200gsm 

A depiction of a ‘windpomp’ (windmill) in the Karoo. They are such a part of our countryside here in South Africa and they play a specially important part in dry areas like the Karoo where both humans and animals are very dependent on them for water. 

These windmills extract the life blood of the earth and it is usually poured into a cement dam close-by the windpomp. Many farm children swim in these cement dams on sweltering days and I have seen flocks of Egyptian Geese taking a quick, cool dip on their way to somewhere.

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View across the road

'I open my eyes and see the world in a new light. I view everything as if I were a child seeing a freshly opened flower for the first time.'

W&N watercolour on DalerRowney 220gsm heavy-duty sketching paper 

The view across the road from my studio – I stare at this every day, and every day I am amazed at the different play of colours on the landscape….

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Morning pleasures

I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day. 

- E. B. White 

 'Morning' - W&N watercolour on DalerRowney 300gsm

It is SUCH a pleasure waking up to sunshine at 5am in the morning after months of darkness until about 6.30am. Getting up early is one of my long-standing habits and when my biological clock wakes me up at 4am on a cold winter's morning, still pitch black outside, it upsets my whole day because I can't carry my first cup of steamy coffee out onto the patio to greet the day. And early morning really is one of the great pleasures of the day, when only the birds are chatting to a still half-asleep world.

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