I have blogged about Kirstenbosch before. And usually when we think of Kirstenbosch we think of rolling lawns and beautiful flower beds. I have had this idea to go and do some pastel landscapes for the longest time. So on Saturday I gathered my gang and headed out. Only to discover a lesson in micro-climate!!! Let’s just say that the climate next to a mountain is a whole lot different to a climate alongside the beach. We left our sunny, albeit a bit foggy, day only to discover it was too cold and inclement to actually sit down… Keep moving or freeze!!! So early Saturday morning armed with pretzels for breakfast… we headed into Kirstenbosch…
We looked at this amazing succulent wall…
We went wandering through the useful plants and took some notable notes:
We admired the flowers:
We stopped for a quick rest…
But it was just too cold to linger around:
We really wanted to look at the “scent garden” it was closed last time we were there.
It was still closed. Now, we had paid to be there, it was too cold to sit down… but we were armed with pretzels…
We decided to take a walk along the Braille Trail…
Follow the rope:
And when you reach a block:
There is something to “read” in braille, the one side has writing and the other side has braille.
So many things to touch and feel!!!
Spiky, lumpy, feathery… and not nearly as spiky as we imagined!!!
There were gnarly trees,
And twirls and whirls.
There were rings to count:
And rivers of moss:
And scavenger hunts:
Water fountains:
That no one could resist…
A little bit of chilling:
A huge tree:
And a balancing act:
There you go all the people I love the most:
A last look around:
A little explore:
Another water spout:
Leaping and jumping, that’s been there, exactly the same, since I was a kid!!!:
A race to the head of stone:
A play on the water organ… hit on the keyboard and a drop of water shoots up and hits the pipes…
A little meander…
And home…
What fun. Great picture of the father and his hoods!
Yes, Kirstenbosch brings back many happy memories. Every November, on a windless night, just after dusk, we do the Braille rope walk to see the fireflies. They put on a brilliant display – for two weeks of the year only!
Hay Aunty Muffin, Isn’t it great – I love it!!! Have a great week!!!
Hi Margie… Wow!!! I have always wondered where they do the firefly walk!!! I always thought it would be up near the baths… We get them in our back garden would you believe!!! Hope you have a great week!!!
Cold, like what… 55 degrees?
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Cold enough to have to wear a long-sleeved shirt!! brrrrr! 🙂
Oh Stephanie!!! Chuckle – yes our cold and your cold are two very different things!!! it was probably about 60 if not 70 degrees … frigid for us!!! I look at the pics and even have to laugh… most of us have long sleeves on!!! So cold we could almost expire and you would probably be swimming!!!
Wow. What a fantastic garden. I thought the shot of the stone wall with plants growing in it was interesting enough (I’m noting that idea too) but the whole garden is full of well-thought out ideas. I feel like I’ve walked around it with you all.
Hay Cheryl… It is such a great walk – and so very touchable!!! I love that!!! How is that wall… it is a narrow wire cage, just as wide as the poles really, filled up with stones and then the plants were just creeping through it… redefines a rockery!!! Very Pretty. Have a good week!!!