Windy Mountain
Spring is turning into summer on the mountain and the wind is howling at night and most of the day. There is an afternoon lull but already, at 7 o’clock in the evening, I can hear it picking up outside the office and later it will whip around the house and rattle the roof.
I spent the weekend in George, along the famous Garden Route at a Horse Trials, the Western Province Championships. We had fun, didn’t win any big prizes, but spent the weekend with our friends and got to gallop fast over solid fences which is the most fun you can have on a horse.
On Friday morning I went for a run in the suburbs of George and enjoyed sightings of fynbos flowers that have adapted to the urban environment. Here on the farm I know only of one place where the Gladiolus maculatus blooms and that’s in July. Looking at the book I see they are winter flowering but I saw them, or something very similar, in a spot of suburban wasteland as I ran past. Perhaps I should have taken a closer look.
When I don’t take them running often enough the dogs get bored and take themselves off for their own runs. Sometimes they are gone for hours and we get increasingly worried about them until they come home, panting and joyful, terribly pleased with themselves and usually soaking wet as they’ve stopped for a cooldown in the dam on the way back to the house. Several dogs have disappeared on the mountain that we know of and we worry and worry when they are gone, we go looking for them and calling them for hours and never see a sign. Last time I checked there was no tracker available that would work here in South Africa but recently I heard of one, so I searched again and found it in Germany. It arrived today and has now been attached to Maebh. She and Jemima Chew often go for a quick hunt in the evening, and sometimes Maebh and Seamus go off together, but for some reason, never the three together. If Maebh has a tracker, we’ll know where to find them.
I know better than to think I will get any photos in this wild wind, but I’ll see what’s there and where to go when the wind drops. They say in Cape Town that if you don’t like the weather today, don’t worry because it will be different tomorrow and the change in weather is heralded by the wind dropping to that incredible stillness on the mountain that I’ve so often written about. When that happens we will pick a moment of good light to catch the latest spring flowers. In the meantime there is much to catch up on. Last year I failed to name this blue flower so I posted it on ispot. The experts suggest it might be Aspalathus cephalotes subspecies obscuriflora.
Another pretty thing I couldn’t identify is this white “flower” which is tiny and turns out to be the seedhead of Ursinia anthemoides which I photographed in August but hadn’t posted, much more interesting to post the two together now.
I love these fluffy heads that must be Stilbe, I think vestita.
The other fluffy flowers that I photographed some time ago and never posted are the wild buchu plants that grow on the farm. Our crop is buchu, Agathomsa crenulata and hybrids thereof, and Agathomsa betulina. These are used medicinally and in the food flavouring and perfume industries because of the powerful essential oils that have an intense note of blackcurrant. I occassionally post photos of the buchu we farm which is indigenous to the area. This is a genuinely wild buchu, probably either Agathomsa imbricata or capensis.
As I was running down one of the roads I noticed that it was bordered by shrubs of Salvia africana all in flower and would make a wonderful photo. Being in a hurry I put it off only to find when I returned that a spring wind had blown the flowers to shreds. They are tough and they flower all year but the best display is in a wet spring. They are stalwart friends on the mountain with an exceptional colour and fortunately enough remained for me to capture some of the flowers.
Summer is Helichrysum season and it begins with this Helichrysum patulum. We have several subspecies of this wonderful and resilient plant on the farm and they deserve a page of their own.
Helichrysum patulum
Along the drive the Crassula fascicularis has come into flower.
Crassula fascicularis
Finally, one of my top favourite flowers has emerged, the lovely spikes of Aristea capitata, unmistakable and one of the first flowers I identified when we bought the farm and I started running here. These are prolific in damp areas and I hope they will be spectacular this year after the wet winter. We’ll have more photos of them over the next month.
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