Monkeys. Genuinely fun. Especially when they come in different sizes.

Dawn impala. I’m trying some new camera settings and they take a bit of getting used to. Quite a bit of noise on this one. Correctible with care. But I didn’t need a very high shutter-speed for this kind of thing.

Dawn in the African bushveld style.

Oh hai! Guess where we are again.

Bunday morning.

The Magician. @kanesnaps larking at the back of The Elephant’s Eye - against the mossy retina. It’s a tall, temple-like opening in the mountainside in Silvermine Nature Reserve. The last time I was there, maybe when I was ten or twelve it seemed a Herculean feat to get there. Kane and I found it such a quick and gentle saunter that we went on to the Hout Bay overlook - which seldom disappoints.

Our host, Jean, was a character out of a story-book from the 1950s. A Belgian who took to the sea at fourteen to work as a ship’s cook and saw many things - including over-eager young Poles cutting their fingers off and the preparation of seagull in secret to offset a meat shortage. He was a restauranteur for a spell and then a cooking teacher. He just so happened to teach me how to make an easy chicken stock. ...

The lads from our working-on-songs weekend a month or so ago. @kanesnaps, @jason66c, and @sad_ivan. It was a strange location.

A victory for Brazilians 🇧🇷 But also for all of us including 99% of those who hate what he stands for because of relentless propaganda.

The place we live in faces the rising sun. So morning coffee-time is one of the sunniest of the day. Bun likes this part of the house where she can hang out on my loudspeakers or on the windowsill and watch other cats safe from bullying.