The usual
Because our houses are just one block away from the George Botanical Gardens, Mandy and I regard it as our extended backyards. I sort of lay claim to the dam, as the river flows through Mandy's property. There are chestnut trees on the banks of her river, but that's another story... So, whenever I'm in George, we have to do the usual. It's a tradition. Like a brugfoto (another story) We simply have to. Just for the hell of it, we approached the dam from the other side for a change. The Egyptian goose was completely confused. He kept on following us as if to say: you girls are going about it in the wrong way. or like a bee eater guiding us to the honey. But I reckon this is enough dam for the day. Tomorrow, I will show you the proteas and the heather.