Jake’s Sunday Post: Mothers’ Day

What a super Mothers’ Day I had, even though I didn’t see either of my two children, who live, one in Johannesburg and the other in New Jersey. After heavy rain on Friday night and all day Saturday, Sunday dawned with lovely sunshine, so hubby and I were out of the house at 7am for a walk along the beach front.


There weren’t too many people out at that time, only a few dog-walkers, and I smiled as a young mom in running shorts, raced past us on the path, pushing her baby in a stroller. I wondered if she’d thoughtfully left her man to have a lie-in on her special day. ๐Ÿ˜• I could smell delicious breakfast aromas coming from some of the hotel restaurants, and of course this made me rather hungry. We passed the Surf Lifesaving Club which serves delicious breakfasts, but it didn’t open until 8-o-clock, so we decided that we’d pop in on our way back.


We walked right to the end of the promenade, and once again, someone was sitting on our bench, so we just paused for a couple of minutes, watching a collection of dogs and their owners, having fun on the beach, before heading back.


By this time, there were more people out for a stroll, and when we entered the restaurant, there were a few diners who’d had the same idea. A glass of fresh orange juice went down very well whilst we waited for our smoked salmon and scrambled eggs on rye. It was so delicious and only cost R39 which for my US readers, is the equivalent of $4.50. What a bargain!


Then it was back home, stopping along the way to chat to a few friends. This time, we didn’t take the path up to the village, as we had to get home in case our daughter phoned.


As you can see, we mostly had the path towards the lighthouse, all to ourselves.


After a lovely long conversation with our daughter, we put the finishing touches to the lemon cheesecake which I’d made for dessert, and then it was off up the hill to my sister’s house.


Lunch was a delicious Lasagne with fresh salad from my sister’s garden There were three of us moms there, and my lovely niece was also able to join us.


The huge tree in their garden is yielding an abundance of delicious avocados, and every time we visit, we’re given a whole week’s worth to bring home. Brother-in-law was wielding the extra long handled pruning shears, and hubby was playing catch underneath. ๐Ÿ™‚


In the afternoon, our son called from New York, and I not only got to speak to him, but also the grandchildren, who enthusiastically wished me “Happy Mothers’ Day granny.” Their little voices are so precious to hear.

Later, back at home, I revelled in the wonderful perfume of the abundance of flowers which came my way with lots of love from hubby and my children. Can you imagine the smell of these lilies? I have so many in my beautiful bouquet, as well as a plant pot containing four more.


I also have masses of white gladioli and lovely pink roses,


as well as gorgeous red ones,


and delicious candy. I was very spoilt, but I’m not complaining at all. Would you? ๐Ÿ™‚


So, that was my Mothers’ Day. How very blessed I am.

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A great family long weekend in pics.

So, what did I do whilst I was internetless and away from you all?

I hugged my daughter a lot.


I watched as she prepared the most delicious breakfasts in her beautiful kitchen.


She makes the best roasted tomatoes I’ve ever tasted.


I love smoked salmon for breakfast, or any meal, for that matter.


The weather was really warm and sunny, so each morning, we sat outside to eat.


On Saturday we went to the truly amazing ‘Body Worlds’ exhibition in Johannesburg.


I had to poke my face through the holes for a couple of photos, just so that you could see what I would look like with no skin on.


I could run with the best of them. ๐Ÿ™‚


Body Worlds is the first anatomical exhibition of its kind to display real human bodies, and it was an absolute education,ย  and really fascinating to take a peek under the skin to see how our bodies are made. All the bodies and body parts are real, and have been plastinated to reveal the inner anatomical structures. No photos were allowed inside the exhibition, but I got these from The Guardian’s UK site. The first one here gave us a bit of a shock as we came around the last corner before the exit. There was a warning for anyone under 16-years-of-age, but our grandkids weren’t at all phased.ย  It brought to mind that old song, “I’ve got you under my skin.” ๐Ÿ™‚


The exhibits were really riveting, in a ghoulish sort of way. The worst was a human head which had been sliced down the middle to show all the contents. The skin was still in place, and it even had eyelashes. I half expected the eyes to open at any moment, so didn’t pause there for more than a few seconds.

On Sunday we went to the Teatro at Montecasino, to see ‘Jersey Boys’.


What a fabulous show, and it was so interesting to find out the story behind the singing sensation Frankie Valli and his group ‘The Four Seasons’. I had no idea that they had such a turbulent relationship, not only with one another, but also with the police. This photo was taken as they were performing that lovely song, “You’re just too good to be true.”


We ate out every night except one, and my favourite was the Yamazaki sushi bar, where we sat around, watching the sushi being made. It was an ‘eat as much as you like’ buffet, and I was amazed at how soon my tummy told me it was getting full. ๐Ÿ˜ฆย  It must have been the delicious Spring Rolls we had to start with.

I paid a visit to one of my dearest friends, who lives in a little cottage with a beautiful garden.


Just look at the size of the buds on her Cymbidiums! She has really green fingers.


All too soon it was time pack up and head for home, so after many hugs and kisses, we were on the road again. The weather was still wonderfully sunny and warm, and the sky was a dazzling blue, as we drove back through the autumn landscape.



We stopped to fill up with gas at a garage which had a couple of antique vehicles parked outside.



Once back in our own province, the contrast of the lush green grass, as opposed to the brown of the much drier Freestate, was so noticeable.


and the more we drove, the greener it got. We don’t really have a winter here. It always looks much the same; blue sky and lots of greenery.


Tomorrow we’ll be off up the hill again, to see my sister and mom, and on Sunday, I’ll be playing the piano at our local mall. Happy weekend to you all. Have a great one.