Thanks so much for your lovely comments, David ~ I'm glad you like this one! Not spending so much time on the computer these days, as I've become a big fan of the author Wilbur Smith and his huge novels about Southern Africa, the Courtneys etc. ~ and doing more reading than anything! I hope your holidays were great. How are the pussies? Coco
Hi Coco - Pussies are fine, but have just had a scare as we are having a great thunder and lightening storm. They'll be OK. Holiday was good - photos now being posted. I never managed to get into Wilbur Smith, but I'm glad you are enjoying them. South Africa is something else.
Glad you and the pussies are fine ~ my two are very frightened of thunderstorms, particularly Lankie who is normally quite timid anyway. I think you'd enjoy Wilbur Smith's novels ~ much of it is historical and political fact, but with great characters and storylines. There was a wonderful description of the Okavango River area in 'Blue Horizon', but it was a hard copy novel (unlike most of my reading which I now do on a Kobo ~ Xmas present from my kids), so I'd really have to search for that part ~ but I will try and find it for you. I enjoyed your latest series of pics too! Cheers Coco
I'll have to look into Wilbur - Kobo -yes, I have a Kindle and it is a boon. I've been to the Okavango Delta and it is a marvellous place - quite unlike other parts of Africa. I want to go back, but there are so many things to do.
I'm now reading 'Rage' ~ my fourth by Wilbur Smith ~ his novels are absolutely riveting and he is such a brilliantly descriptive writer. I have only discovered him lately, as most of my previous reading has been in the sci-fi and murder mystery genres, but now I want to read everything he has ever written. Here is what I was searching for, from his novel 'Power of the Sword', first published in 1996, part of the 'Courtney' series:
"The Okavango is one of Africa's most beautiful rivers. It rises in the highlands of the Angolan plateau above 4,000 feet and flows south and east, a wide deep torrent of green water that it seems must reach the ocean, so swift and determined is its flow. However, it is a landlocked river, debouching first into the mis-named Okavango Swamps, a vast area of lucid lagoons and papyrus banks, studded with islets on which graceful ivory nut palms and great wild figs stand tall. Beyond that the river emerges again, but shrivelled and weakened as it enters the desolation of the Kalahari Desert and disappears forever beneath those eternal sands."
Anyway, hope you have settled back home again, and the storm has passed. Coco