A warm welcome to you all.
Today we are off to visit where the Zambezi River goes into  the majestic Victoria Falls. Many, many moons ago ( a lot of years) I gather human sacrifices were made to the power of these waters, hoping the gods of the water would look kindly on you. Now days  you can sail up to them, bungee jump from the bridge, glide over them, you name it you can probably do it.
While we were there at a village nearby, the local witchdoctor, or as we called them 'the Juju man' called me into his hut. My parents were told to wait outside. The local headman told us I would be quite safe. It was an honour for me to see him, especially as I was a white woman ( Mzungu ) I went into this mud hut, rather dark and dank. Weird things hanging around and lying around. Sitting on the dusty floor in front of him the witchdoctor  rattled his snake bones and charms and told me 'I would walk this land for many moons, and that my heart would always be in Africa. ' I am not a believer in these things, also with  fortune telling, but I have to say that everything he told me about what would happen to me in my life has come true. I left with a few 'good Luck charms' 'Thank god for that!!' I do know that people who do believe in juju  can live in great fear if a bad spell is put on them. We have seen a person just whither away and die as he had had a spell put on him.
When my sister Sally and I with Mum & Dad  arrived at  the Falls, it was only sightseeing, you could not do any of the modern activities of nowadays. But it was certainly something special. You can hear the thunder of water long before you see it, and there is a haze over the area from the spray, with the most magnificent rainbow.When you get nearer it is rather on the wet side, but what a sight. It makes you speechless with the beauty of it. There is a point of land that juts out into the abyss, where you could stand  and feel the vibrations of the water on three sides around you. Frightening, yes, especially as I don't like heights, I think I crawled out to it on my hands and knees, but the power and the feel of it is something. One of the must go places to see in your lifetime.

'Zambezi river'

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'Looking for the crock of gold'

                                   

'The Thunder of Water'

                                                                    ' Victoria Waterfalls '

'What a Picture'

 

This is one photo I love. My sister Sally looking out over the river. Reminds me of the flower fairy pictures.

                                                               
Aren't we lovely when we are young and looking so quiet and good as gold!

 Back out  along the road we come across the usual suspects, giraffe, and zebra.

           

           
                                            Not forgetting our usual buck,  





Unfortunately in those days cameras were not as clear as now days, with digital you can quickly see what you have taken and if it's no good can take another shot. No waiting until it has been developed a couple of weeks later! You cannot drive quickly back to get the picture you saw!
Now it's back to the little lodge we stayed at .

Mum and Sally and Me around an evening fire.

               





The picture this week is the Waterbuck

'Feeling Proud'

   

Don't forget to come and join me next week.




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Let's see what is happening on the Art side of things.

As you can see I have filled in some more shrubbery and have now made a start on the  wild dog.
Now it's blending in of various colours and making the fur look natural.  The heat  and the humidity at the moment is making the paper buckle .Needs to be re-taped.

                                                                                     A good start on the ears.

Watch this space next week to see how it's all going.