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Jak - Scavenger photo-hunt

May 2016 Scavenger Photo-hunt

A photo inspired by a word, words inspired by the photos - enjoy xx

A path into my secret garden

Instead of the hirsute meaning of hairy, 
I thought I would use its other meaning of scary.  
Very scary!!

Some years ago we went to Kariba to stay with my brother-in-law and his wife Ena. The temperatures in Kariba are up in the 40's and we had been out fishing for a few days.  This particular day Ena and I decided to let the boys go off on their own and we would have a restful day in the shade of the cool veranda. There had been an elephant wandering around between the lodges for a while when suddenly she decided to come into our garden.  My sister-in-law, full of nonsense as ever, threw an orange towards the 'eli' who picked the orange up in her trunk and ate it, obviously enjoying it.  So Ena threw another, then another each time a bit nearer to us.  The elephant then came closer and closer, towards the source of the delicious oranges, which she could no doubt smell.  She walked right up to the end of the raised veranda, which thankfully had a wooden rail.  I got behind the kitchen unit and took one more picture just in case she got in and trampled on us, that would give proof as to what had happened to us!!!  

I have never been so frightened!!

The open door in the photograph is a double door, which gives an idea of the size of the elephants head.

I love using fresh flowers in salads and as decorations on special cakes. I decided to look up what other plants were edible besides the few I usually use and was astounded to see the long, long list. I particularly love using nasturtiums too - both the flowers and the leaves. As children we would bite off the end of the flower and having checked there were no ants inside, suck out the honey - delicious.

Can you see him? Look hard and you will see a little tiny elf standing in the shadows. The picture was taken 11 years ago and now that little elf has grown up into a wonderful 18 year old young man, just successfully finished his A levels and about to set off on the next chapter of his life.

This poem is not the most beautiful or inspiring but it does bring back memories.  As a child I had a war time edition of Cecily Mary Barker's Flower Fairies.  It had the most beautiful plates, each picture a full page size.  I can't remember why I needed a fancy dress costume but my mother and a friend made this Daisy Fairy costume for me.  I know I learnt the little poem that went with it. Sadly I no longer have the original book as I lent it to Hawthorns' ballet teacher to use for ideas for ballet costumes.  She died rather suddenly and when I went to collect my book her sister insisted that they had never had it and as I had trustingly lent it to the teacher I had no way of getting it back.  My mother knew how upset I was losing the book so bought me a modern version for a birthday present. With the daisies out now in the grass outside our flat, I felt it appropriate to use this little poem and gorgeous illustration for May.

I thought I would do a different kind of 'hand' for my entry in this category; banana hands.  I have often wondered how much people know about how a banana grows.  It starts off with a wonderful long purple/green 'flower' or inflorescence which  contains many bracts between rows of flowers.  As each bract opens a row of tiny green banana shaped fruit with a flower on the tip is exposed,  They  start off facing upwards, not down as one would think. Eventually the whole bunch has developed, dropped its bracts and the bananas have started to turn downwards.  The bunch is wrapped in plastic to protect it from the wind and insects.  When fully grown it is cut off and the whole 'trunk' which is made up of the bases of leaves tightly packed together, is cut right down to the ground with a machete and a sucker allowed to grow in its place.   This photograph was taken just down the road from our house in Hazyview, Mpumulunga, South Africa.

As children we used to play  around with the bracts that fell off by putting them on our heads, but thinking about it now, I have no idea why we did that!!  Maybe because they fitted like caps.  We also tore off squares of the leaves and scratched secret messages on them for friends in 'our gang'. Very Famous Five!!!

We came across this lovely and well loved Austin 7 one day whilst walking in Bamburgh, Northumberland in September 2009.  My husband would dearly love this car!!


This is a wintery view outside our window taken in February 2009.  I love the long shadows at this time of the year.

View from a Window

Although this is the same view as my 'shadows' picture, this was taken in October of the same year and I love the warm sunshine and autumn colours just starting to show. Although we live on a main road, if we just look up a little higher than the passing traffic we have this gorgeous view.  We are lucky.

My Own Choice
 We went into Barnoldswick a few days after May Day and to our surprise there was this display of maypole dancing by local school girls.  We stopped to enjoy it in the morning sunshine and I took a couple of pictures on my phone. It was only when we got home that I realised that if we had been on the other side of the square we would have been able to see the May Queen who was seated on the other side of the May Pole with her princesses standing on either side of her.  It was lovely to see local traditions being carried on by these young girls and their teacher.


April 2016 Scavenger Photo-hunt

A photo inspired by a word, words inspired by the photos - enjoy xx


There is no blue without yellow and without orange.   Vincent van Gogh

The majestic colours of these guinea fowl feathers tone beautifully with the
tweed hat. One wonders what tales this feather could tell.

Something Fresh
Want a laugh!  I asked a man in white overalls and blue striped apron if I could take a picture of the fresh fish.  
He replied that he did not mind at all...... as he was the butcher at the next stall!!

Our horizon - the view from our lounge window.

This picture always makes me think of Jack Vettriano's picture of the
Dancing Butler.  There is no butler and nobody is dancing - it must be the
umbrella that does it!

The start of yet another kitty blanket for Bentham Pet Rescue.  
25th one this year - grand total since I started - 157!!

The new leaves of this fern gracefully unfold in spring.

Rhodesian sunset on Lake Kariba. Happy holidays, happy memories.

Will these sticks roam the beautiful hills and valleys or perhaps help
someone who needs a little help?

My own choice
This sign on the window of the local 'Pensioners Club' always makes me smile.

Scavenger photo-hunt BIG REVEAL for April is...


  1. Great photos Jak, but love the last one best. It certainly made me laugh.

  2. Lovely photos Jak; favourite one has to be the ferns unfurling

  3. What a lovely approach to some of the words, really beautiful pictures. Well done.

  4. Lovely photos! I love that last one too :)

  5. Nice one :) It is lovely to see your photos and read your words and be able to share them :) Thank you for joining in!

  6. The bingo one made me titter! Lovely snaps

  7. 157 blankets???? There is no way I will ever match that number but do carry on. Forgot to say your fishmnonger/butcher comment made me smile!

  8. I love Jak's photos!!!!! The Vettriano thought is really true!!!!The horizon is really gorgeous too!

  9. Well Jak you have presented us with a great set of photos and a delightful 'thinking out of the box' for many of them, especially hairy and hands. Love your stories too, makes the photos so more real. Best one for me? The close encounter with the elephant! Do you still eat oranges?

    1. Love oranges but wary of oranges and elephants at the same time!!


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