A Boy Called Misa

Beautiful friend.

Hands on Bowie & Jimi

About. No data are available about Jimi. He’s a common domestic cat, also known as the European Shorthair. People say he got a touch of the Russian Blue cat breed. There’s even a distinct possibility Jimi was born in Turkey. The previous owner didn’t take the cat to a veterinarian for a medical check-up or vaccinations. Thank goodness Jimi was in good condition when he was brought to the shelter. The local vet estimated Jimi was born early September 2018 and wrote down ‘2018, September 1’ in the Date of Birth box on the registration papers.

Jimi Day 1

 

So far, the change in Jimi’s life went extremely smooth and did exceed my expectations. He was very cautious on the first day but seemed to trust my experience with cats. The second day he was walking around in every room to check out the interesting spots. On the third…

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Nostalgic Scene

Broadway Siasconset Nantucket Island Massachusetts

Wouldn’t this postcard make a nice 1000 piece jigsaw puzzle? I am moving into a “jigsaw doing” phase and so as I look through my postcard collection I think “jigsaw”.

BONTEBOK NATIONAL PARK II

A taste of Spring in the Southern Hemisphere as we in the North embrace Autumn.

Something Over Tea

What a joy it is to see so many beautiful flowering plants this spring! The Bontebok National Park did not disappoint. There were many examples of the strangely shaped leaves of the Melianthus major (Cape honey flower). I will feature this plant and its flowers in a later post:

The Cape Sweetpeas (Podalyria myrtillifolia) nodded in the breeze all over the park:

One cannot help admiring the eye-catching Heliophila africana (Sunflax) growing close to the roads:

Then there are the beautiful purple patches of this Erics spp.:

There are swathes of the bright common sunshine conebush (Leucadendron salignum):

I will leave you with this carpet of attractive white African daisies:

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3 Year Old 1936

I am guessing that this is a photo of my husband taken in 1936 near Bangor Northern Ireland.

Ian 3 years old, Bangor Northern Ireland

Ian’s maternal grandfather was an enthusiastic photographer and we are fortunate to have family photographs from those early years.

Can you see a resemblance with this photo taken 40+ years later?

Ian at age 40+

Postcards of Doorways

One of the themes in my postcard collecting is Doorways.

An Old Nantucket Doorway, Nantucket Massachusetts
Reverse side

It’s interesting that this postcard was postmarked Siasconset, which is on the opposite side of the Island from where the pictured doorway would be located. But it’s a small island so I’ll forgive the discrepancy.

The format of the postcard reflects its dating – i.e. a white border surrounding the picture. The postmark is dated Aug 1962. The purple Liberty stamp also reflects an early 1960’s date.

Nairobi Kenya 1960’s

Nairobi Kenya
Reverse side – note the postmark August 1971

This postcard is dated slightly after the first time I went to Kenya. I first traveled to Kenya in 1964. It was rather a spur of the moment decision on my part. My mother was in Kenya as part of a vacation trip from Nepal where she was serving in the Peace Corps. I was in Berkeley California sort of at a loose end before starting graduate studies. My memory is beginning to blur as to the exact sequence of events here but anyhow I thought “why don’t I join my mother in her travels?” So I did just that. I flew from San Francisco to East Africa. I was booked to fly to Dar es Salaam but the plane stopped in Nairobi and I got off – sounds crazy now but such things were possible then. My suitcase went on to Dar es Salaam. Eventually my suitcase and I were reunited but that’s another story in itself.

So there I was in Nairobi. It was night time. My memory is a bit hazy here but I took some sort of official transport into town and booked into the New Stanley. I think by this point a friendly stranger come to my aid – a mother and son? This is really bizarre but I think she shared her room with me at the New Stanley Hotel. A couple of days later I was walking down Kenyatta Avenue and I spotted my mother and her friends on the opposite side of the street. Needless to say she was surprised to see me!