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:
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…