This is a lost photo. The only version I had was one on Flickr with a long edge of 768 pixels. I’m trying AI up scaling and the results are better on images that are sharper and less underexposed than this was. It’s my dear friends @sadshirtshop when they were in a band called Fezray (Fez and beret, right?). Anyway, I liked this pic and the AI has definitely improved over the mess-of-visible-pixels alternatives from years past.

Mr Crumb had his first morning out since his injury. His knee seems to be about 80% - a little stiff when he’s been lying around for a bit. He enjoyed himself so much that he climbed under a blanket and slept the next five hours.

I dropped @withoutaleaf off at the harbour to take the Hogwarts Express. Some of us work from home and see and do the same things everyday, and she has so many adventures she begins to find some a nuisance. It’s not long ago she was spending the working day watching lions eating a giraffe they’d killed.

It’s the first time I’ve done this walk since March. So much going on with the cat boi going missing and then getting injured. I decided to take my camera. I just can’t get good results with a phone although some people can. I’ve also changed laptops and still haven’t sorted out my photos again. So I edited these on my phone.

I meant to post this before our show. But my phone’s been missing wifi at home leading to unexpectedly depleted data. Fine times out of the winter funk in the warm interior of the Striped Horse on Surfers’ Corner. With @macawbandsa, @jason66c , and @joydemillar, Melissa, and a wonderful host of characters.

Boi has finished his eight weeks of isolation and is hanging out on the couch while I read Tintin. Bun’s in a sock drawer. There’s a fire.

8 weeks living in a tiny little room after surgery to fix the two ligaments he broke. He’s finally free to roam the house and is catching up. The vet was very pleased to see he was putting a certain amount of weight on the injured leg. It’s been a stressful time for all in the house. And this came so soon after he was missing for three weeks. A month indoors and then we’ll decide if we’re ever letting him go outside again.

It was almost as cold as Cape Town gets this morning. 6 degrees. We arrived amidst riverine mist. But, contrary to the weather report, the sun streamed onto the mountain which was flanked by a dawn moon.

The workhorse. I’ve gigged this guitar more than any other. And it’s my all-time favourite. A Tokai LS150 made in 2010. I finally restrung it and cleaned it up after shamefully having done neither for more than a year. It’s got plenty more work ahead of it this year.

Dawn breakfast walk in my little urban village.