MAD MEN AND MISFITS

It is pointless to go into too many details of where I am right now and all the politics I am dealing with. I will openly admit that I am doing this guesthouse thing because I need the money, but it is making me seriously unhappy.

Mountain top, Simonsberg

Last night I was apparently high, because I did not want to sit and drink with the Boss, (I do  not get the logic here, but apparently if you do not want to get drunk, you must be high) and then his morning I was to drunk (last night) to take any decent photos. This comes from somebody that started drinking 11H00 yesterday morning. He hasn’t even looked at the photos yet, but the decision is already made. Now there is liquor missing and it must be me! I am dealing with an insane alcoholic and his Catholic sidekick. They deserve each other, but I deserve better.

The truth is I am here out of desperation, not because of passion. I cannot deal with drunken stupidity and religious insanity, especially not a combination of the two! But the Catholic and the alcoholic will tell you another story and that story goes that I am a mad maniac that drinks and smokes dope and have really crazy ideas etc. etc. etc. I got through the Eco communities without any issues about drugs, yet in “normal” I suddenly have all sorts of problems, how ironic. I do understand/perceive that the poor Catholic fool is only desperately trying to hang on to his own job, so now I am the worst thing on the planet, yet all I want is a better world where ones worth is not completely and utterly determined by your bank balance. Am I the complete idiot or the eternal idealist?

There is also this question that needs to be answered. Why am I always the rebel, always in the “wrong”? I have to ask; maybe it is time for some serious self analysis. One thing I do know it the fact that I have gone too far with the whole process of wanting to create a better world and going green to just turn around and forget it. I found a passion; I cannot just let it go. Something like a swimming pool pump that runs 24/7 will drive me insane, it is not whether you can afford it or not, that is not the point! It is the waste of water and electricity for selfish and mindless reasons that freak me out!

The moon doing a roller coaster ride...

The sad fact is that I have also learned that community living and the green ways can be just as hard to deal with, it seems like wherever there are people there are issues, or is it just me? Am I the problem?

I am not exactly a conformist; that I do know, but to take abuse and bullying for the sake of income and to compromise everything you believe in and stand for, have and will never work for me. Riaan also said something that is very true, “if you have to constantly defend and proof yourself, you are obviously in the wrong place”.

And the sun sets again...

Well, as usual I got myself into this situation; it is up to me to get out of it. Just another loop in the roller coaster ride I call my life…

THE SAGA CONTINUES

More accusations, more backstabbing, but you know what, for now, I just want to share some photos, the two things that keep me sane is nature and taking photos….

I hear an Owl call my name..

Table Mountain at sunset

Cottages with Simonsberg in the back

Flower power, no idea what this is....

Strelitzia

Sunset

More flower power

Then there are all the photos I took inside the house, a lot of them have "orbs" in, I will share those next time, maybe the orbs has got something to do with the Ghosts Lettie is talking about, she is refusing to be in the house alone, at any time, day or night.

BUZZING WITH THE BEE

Nick gracefully taking time "off" retirement to help us with the plum trees

When I lived here (near Stellenbosch) the previous time, I knew very little about bees or plums or pollination. The farm manager at the time, Nick Gurrah, told me that we will have to get some bees in (bee keepers leave you some hives to pollinate your plums, in this case). He also told me that we have one hive, but it is unfortunately empty.

Before we could actually arrange for some bees, a swarm of bees showed up and tried to occupy the patio area just outside the front door. This was a dilemma in the sense that we really wanted the bees to stay, but not on the patio!

This was a potentially dangerous situation for us and them. I decided to have a chat with them. The way I understand it, bees have a “collective” mind, they act and behave as one. I calmly sat down amongst the swarming bees on the patio and explained to them that this is not going to work, it was a fairly long conversation and I clearly explained why it is not going to work, I also explained that they will probably be the ones at the short end of the stick, so to speak.

Busy little bees at their hive

I also told them about the empty hive just waiting to be occupied, I even gave directions. I know most people now think I am completely insane….

I forgot about the whole “conversation”, but the bees did move away and I was a bit sad about this, until a few days later when Nick came to tell me that bees actually moved into the empty hive. Now there is no proof for this, but I would like to think it was occupied by the same bees I spoke to. I was so excited and I am now even more excited, because the hive is still occupied, apparently by the same swarm, obviously not by the same bees, I mean bees do not live for five years, but hives can be quite old. I am so happy that they are still here and buzzing away and enjoying the plum blossoms, which are now in full bloom again. 

Blossoms everywhere...