I know perfectly well that one is not supposed to follow ones
children around the world once they have grown up and left home, but
most mothers I am sure, feel the same way that I do and wish to be
close to their offspring.
However my children were very circumspect when they made their choice
of countries, once they fled the coop after University.
He Who Must Purify Gold and She Who Must Run, made their way to Perth
in Western Australia and She Who Must Sing decided on Waco in Texas.
Now these were obviously carefully thought out and premeditated
choices, because neither Perth nor Waco have any trees, and they know
that Mother cannot live where there are no trees.
Cunning Little Blighters !!
I know in both those areas you have to sweep up your own leaves but
is this any reason at all not to plant trees, lots of trees, even
evergreen trees, if it means not having to sweep up the leaves !!
One would have thought that, having been born in a garden which
boasts the biggest tree in the entire city of Bulawayo, that they too
would have a mad love affair with trees, just like their Mum, but
then perhaps it is something that comes with age.
Our main tree is a Mozambican Fig and was the original Enid Blyton
neighbourhood FarawayTree as far as every child in Bulawayo was
concerned.
Apart from housing Dame Washalot and Mr Saucepanman, it also houses
two nesting Hammerkops, a pair of Gymnogenes and several sets of
Paradise Fly Catchers, who have to fight for their lives daily as you
can imagine with all the lurking predators.
Our suburb has the most incredible amount of wonderful shady trees
and it is hard to imagine how any other city fathers have have not
tried to emulate our beautiful city.
Mother always used to say that one should plant a tree for every year
of ones life and HeeHoo and I have certainly done our bit for the
climate as far as that is concerned.
Among the trees we have planted over the years in various parts of
the country are Cassias, Baobabs, Flamboyants, Erythrinas, Acacias,
Natal Mahogany, Kya Nyasicas, avocado trees, lemon trees, Ficus
Leratus, Ficus Benjamina and dozens of indigenous trees whose names
escape me.
I must admit we have still a way to go because I doubt if the little
copse of trees we planted on our "ex farm" have survived, but we
will make sure that our legacy lives on, arboreally at least, if in
no other way !!
And so to my Little Darlings, until you move to a more civilised part
of the world where there are lots of trees, you can be sure that
Mother will stay put under the spreading wings of the family Faraway
Tree and count her blessings instead of hankering after her offspring
!!
'The best time to plant a tree was twenty years ago. The second best
time is now.' an African saying
Mrs Anne Somers-Cox of "Pooh Corner", Mandara, Harare, announces with
great
pleasure the engagement of her only daughter, Jane Katharine to Peter
James,
youngest son of Mr and Mrs Max Rosenfels of Sandown North Farm, Marula.
ENGAGEMENT
Kevin and Sharon announce the engagement of their Mother, Carol
Gillett to Alban Williams on Easter Sunday. With love and best wishes
always.
Andrew, Margie and Graham congratulate their Dad, Alban, and Carol on
their engagement. We think you are a wonderful couple.
BIRTHS
To Simon and Kirsty Miller-Cranko, a daughter (Meghan Kirsty)
in Harlow, England on 23 April 2006.
Address: 13 New River Avenue, Stanstead Abbots,
Herts, SG12 8BL
e-mail: millercranko@hotmail.com
CONDOLENCES
HAYLEY SCOTT. Beloved youngest daughter of Ken and the late Cherie.
Adored sister of Sherryl,Rodney and Lisette,Ashleigh,Kelly and Shane.
Very special Aunt of Taryn,Duncan,Chloe,Eloise and Megan. Died
peacefully in London on 22nd April after a very brave fight against
Cancer.
zimboscotts@aol.com
It is with deep regret and sympathy that I have learnt today
(23/4/06) from my eldest sister in South Africa that Keith Pincen who
spent most of his life in Bulawayo passed away in Capetown on 9th
April 2006.
A friend of the family for many, many years. A great friend to my Mum
spending time reminiscing and having banter and laughter together.
Many thanks Keith for your warm friendship caring and advice over the
years. We will all miss you but never forget you.
To all family and friends we would like to extend our sympathy,
condolences and understanding in your sorrow.
God Bless
The Weidemann's families
The Jacob's families
The Devenish's families
IAN ROSS ERSKINE WALKER died on 7th April in Phoenix, United States,
after a short battle against leukaemia. Brother of Gay Walker. A
memorial service to celebrate his life will be held in Arizona on 29th
April. Prayers will be appreciated.
Log On - Make the braai hotter
Log Off - The braai is too hot
Monitor - Keeping an eye on the braai
Download - Get the firewood off the bakkie
Hard drive - Trip back home without air-conditioning
Floppy Disc - What you get lifting too much firewood at once
Keyboard - Where you hang the bakkie and bike keys
Windows - What you shut when it's cold
Screen - What you shut in the mosquito season
Byte - What mosquitoes do
Mega Byte - What the big mosquitoes do at the lake
Chip - A snack food
Micro Chip - What's left in the bag after they ate all your chips
Modem - What you did to the lawns
Dot Matrix - Old Jacobus Matrix's wife
Laptop - Where your cat takes some zzzzs
Software - Plastic knife and fork you get at KFC
Hardware - Real stainless steel knives and forks from Pick 'n Pay
Mouse - What eats the grain in the shed
Mainframe - What holds the shed up
Web - What spiders make
Web Site - The corners under the stoep where the spiders hang out
Cursor - An old ballie who swears a lot
Search Engine - What you do when the bakkie won't start up
Yahoo - What you shout when the bakkie starts up
Upgrade - A very steep hill
Server - The oke at the pub that brings out the lunch
Mail Server - The oke that brings the post
User - Your neighbour who keeps borrowing things
Network - When you have to repair your fishing net
Internet - Complicated fish net repair method
Netscape - When fish manoeuvre out of reach of your net
Online - When the wife finishes hanging out the laundry
Off Line - When the stukkend pegs won't hold the washing up.
Do not suppress it -- that would hurt you inside. Do not express it
-- this would not only hurt you inside, it would cause ripples in
your surroundings. What you do is transform it. -- Peace Pilgrim
Youth is happy because it has the ability to see beauty. Anyone who
keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old. -- Franz Kafka
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