Boi

I’m getting to grips with the Nikon D600. It’s criminal how little I knew about this camera before. So now I’m trying to really learn it to get the most out of it. One thing that involves is setting up a hybrid jpeg/raw approach where I have useable jpegs like I do for my Fuji - that require little to no editing for sanity and quick sharing. Here I’m experimenting with the jpeg at max saturation. Probably ott but I’m not ruling it out for wildlife and some landscapes and architecture. ...

His current favourite autumnal spot for taking his daytime zizz with the advantage of being able to see his rivals from the balcony.

This time last year, this boy was still missing - living on geckos and rainwater. It’s so delightful to have him back. We’ve got him airtagged now which will hopefully help us find him if it ever happens again. It would have last time given that he was stuck only 10m from home.

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.

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.

Having this guy back is such an extraordinary relief. 3 weeks to the day. Despite spreading the word all over the neighbourhood and the peninsula (to the extent that people were excitedly asking me in the street whether I’d heard he’d been found), he was finally found 28 meters from where he sleeps on our bed. The house diagonally opposite is a sprawling complex of buildings with high wall. He likely entered through the open garage door and then, being scared to reveal himself to anyone, never took advantage of anyone coming or going to escape. So he hid around the property until he was finally trapped in the gym and was spotted behind the toilet bowl in its small washroom. Luckily I’d given a flyer to that resident about ten days or so ago and he went about getting hold of me. He’s healthy (and not the fat chap he was) and delighted to be home - not so his sister who was enjoying the best three weeks of her life😂 The support from the neighbourhood was extraordinary. I got to know them a little better. Obz is kinder and more diverse than I imagined. ...

The Boi in one of his brief spells of wakefulness. Watching lens reviews can sometimes be useful. I discovered this ttartisan 50mm f1.2 is quite a bit less sharp and contrasty focused at its minimum distance at f1.2. So stopping down to f2 makes quite a big difference when focused close like this.

Doing some technical reading on the balcony with this chonky chap. It’s the first warm weather in a good long while and he’s here for it. 27 degrees according to the weather app. No doubt there’ll be plenty more cold weather ahead. But this is a nice break. I’ve had a nasty cold for a week. Did a great show on Friday @noongunbrewery in Muizenberg. Thank goodness we do a lot of instrumentals because I couldn’t croak a note.

My boy is apparently now completely unfazed by the vacuum cleaner. Trinket, on the other hand, has once again gone into deep hiding. She still thinks it’s Stalingrad.