Today, we saw a family of Buck walking across the field, which was such a special moment, but my best was driving into our little Hamlet and seeing the biggest Baboon, sat in the corn field, staring at me as he stole the kernels from the field. I had to ask myself "I wonder what he thinks, in 'Sunny South Africa', with all this snow around him". Almost odd and quite out of place.
I have to say that as much as I love the snow I hate the slush and one difference between my home Country of England and here in South Africa, the snow will disappear almost as quickly as it has arrived, and everything is as it was. The odd car may have skidded, our community may have come together to pull someone out of the snow, but then peace resumes, and its as if the snow was never here. The only tell tale signs, are a dusting of snow on the mountain peaks which tell a different story.
