It's been a steaming-hot two months in northern Nam and now I'm back in the cooler southern Desert with a good internet connection. (It's cooler because I'm only 60 km from the coast - close enough for the ocean-breeze.)
I didn't have a TV at home and missed a chapter in the 'Arab Spring' with the demise of Gaddafi - perhaps it is better for my Spirit not to have seen it, I might have rejoiced ...
I also missed the beginning of what I hope is a 'Universal Spring' in the Occupy Wall Street Movement.
I have a lot of time for reflection while I'm building and in that place beyond thought, some call it intuition, I know that if we don't (and we won't) shift away from rampant greed and excess in our dealings with each other and our Planet, we will lose it all.
'When you ain't got nothing you got nothing to lose' - when we reach a critical mass, violent revolution and chaos will drag us back to the stone age.
My good news is that the Flamboyant tree which was affected by Black Frost during winter is alive - severely battered but alive ... I'm so relieved!
My neighbour told me that for two nights the temperature dropped to -6° C ... unheard of in these parts.
I love the colour Red - it'll probably take a few years for the tree to recover completely.
I built the outer rock wall of the en suite bathroom up as far as I could.
My next task is to install a corrugated roof, cut to size, which rests on the inner wall and, when that's done, I can complete the outer wall with rock.
I also installed two glass brick windows to provide additional light in the bathroom.
I had no idea what I was doing but managed to muddle through the job all-right ...
It's strange - often I put off doing something because, in my mind, there are all kinds of obstacles and things which can go wrong but, when I'm eventually forced to take action, everything goes smoothly and I end up wondering what I was afraid of. Does anyone else have this kind of hang-up?
The last two weeks were extremely hot and humid - ideal conditions for snakes to hunt and seek water. I only saw one but there were fresh tracks of different snakes in the sand every morning.
It's often possible, by examining the ridges of the track, to tell which way the snake travelled. The ridges indicate the direction the reptile was pushing as it moved forward ... the track in the pic above shows that the snake was moving away from the camera.
One of Stretch Moonman's remaining babies which I photographed when I visited.
Don't ask me what kind of bug this is - I've only seen a creature like this once before - lovely colours hey.
A pair of Damara Dik-Diks grazing near my house - these two tiny beautiful creatures have been living on my patch of ground for about five years now - they're still very shy though and bolt at the sight of a human.
Sunsets were, as usual, stunning - it's impossible to recreate them in a photo.
I'll close this post with a thought written on what appears to be an old boiler which is being used as a farm entrance marker ...
... those words seem familiar, I think someone wrote a book ...
I've just had a thought; could it be a time machine sent here from the Future ... or the Past?