Braai time in the vineyards. Gentle sunset. Faint stirring of the trees. Seductive.
Mum sounded much better, after hurting her back in the shower, to go with her fractured pelvis and torn hip ligaments. Going to be awhile before she is moving about freely.
The River Nile in South Sudan is the most neglected development issue. Particularly given the useless road system and high cost of building roads through swamps. I pushed hard to get projects funded to upgrade the river infrastructure, one of which (to support the displaced population) has been approved for funding by the Government of Japan. Of even greater significance, the $4.5 Million project will be managed by a female, Japanese, Project Manager who was part of our development program in Juba.
Six monthly melanoma check a tad unnerving. Nothing to be concerned about, other than the ego bruising body scan.
Perfectly angled to maneuver paintings from their storage in the roof. Between rafters, conduit pipes and the sharp edge of the ladder. For a moment. Balance. Legs of the ladder buckling under that ‘one step too high’. My shoulder bearing the brunt of the tumble. Half roll taking my knee through the painting. For now, a halt to the packing.
Sold another couple of small paintings. Nothing that will impress the bank account, but enough for a few cases of wine. Also donated the paintings of cart horses to the Cart Horse Protection Association for their art auction.
Warm in the vineyards. The idea of autumn shunted into a siding for now. A few chores sorted, and little enthusiasm for packing, we took a drive into Cape Town to shop for new glasses (the wine type) and look at kitchen options for the apartment.