In Ogunquit Maine

Lookout Hotel – Garden

Ogunquit Maine is one of my favorite vacation spots. I have never stayed at the imposing Lookout Hotel but in this picture postcard I can admire the architectural beauty of the hotel and its beautiful gardens.

Beach Hotel

Nyali Beach Hotel, Mombasa Kenya

This hotel was a family favorite for many years. Now, 60 years on, I wonder if it still exists.

I found this old postcard in a pile of old correspondence which my mother had saved and then returned to me 20 years ago. I in turn saved that old correspondence and am just looking through these treasures now. Someone along the way had clipped the postcards – maybe a stamp collector? This particular card was postmarked Nairobi December 1966.

I googled to find a plethora of beach hotels in the Mombasa/Nyali area. The beach hotel scene has expanded (=exploded)..The quaint old hotel scene is long gone. I am glad I knew it when – long ago.

ELEPHANTS UP CLOSE

Up close and personal. Viewing elephants when one is in a tiny VW beetle – we were intimidated!!

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A distinct advantage of visiting the Addo Elephant National Park is that one can enjoy close encounters with the elephants there. Of course one has to be careful and remain vigilant: they are wild animals after all. Here are four examples of the fascination I find in seeing elephants up close. The first shows a fine set of tusks on an elephant next to the road:

The plant on the right hand side of his trunk is Spekboom (Portulacaria afra), a favourite food of the elephants.

This elephant had just emerged from a mud bath when it walked across the road:

Elephants frequently either have mud baths or splash mud over themselves to protect their skin from insect bites.

Of course it is essential to drink water regularly – even the tiniest trunks get to master this important task:

These elephants were at the Hapoor Waterhole – a…

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MY HANDS

This is a great post. My hands have known better days, even when one of them got caught in the washing machine wringer. The only thing I miss is being able to play my recorders.

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When I was in primary school people would tell my mother I had ‘piano-playing fingers’. Despite this I don’t think anyone would regard my hands as being particularly attractive – especially now that my fingers have become bent, and misshapen. True, in my younger days I could stretch out my long slim fingers … there was never the money for piano lessons, yet at least the slimness of my hands meant that the efforts of boys trying to ‘bone crush’ my hands were in vain!

I used to envy friends whose hands were soft-skinned and ended in well-shaped, carefully manicured nails. Such was the depth of these feelings that my grandparents gave me a beautiful manicure set for my twelfth birthday. I loved it and used it regularly to keep my nails clean and short: long, varnished nails have never suited me.

Mine are capable hands; strong hands; working hands…

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