Halloween and Day of The Dead

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Dinner at Karoo’s with Bill and Peg

Karoo’s is a South African restaurant in Eastham.

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Easter 2017

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A Ride Around the Cape

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My Cozy Den

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Summer 2017

 

These are called Indian Pipes here but are also called ghost or corpse plants. it is not a fungus at all– it just looks like one. It is actually a flowering plant, and believe it or not, it is a member of the blueberry family. Because it has no chlorophyll and doesn’t depend on photosynthesis, this ghostly white plant is able to grow in the darkest of forests or beside my backyard fence..DSC_3871

 

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The Deck

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  The Deck

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The squirrel’s, aka the spawn of Satan’s, winter home in my barbecue grill drawer

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Our Gingerbread Houses 2016

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My Trip to Ghana, September 2016

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The new mosque in Accra

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Bill taking shots outside our hotel, The Triple Crown Inn, in Accrathumb_DSC_3501_1024

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Peg waiting outside the Triple Crown

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Zaina Lodge in Mole National Park, Main Buildingthumb_DSC_3504_1024thumb_DSC_3505_1024

Decorated with local craftsthumb_DSC_3506_1024thumb_DSC_3507_1024

The individual Bungalowsthumb_DSC_3509_1024

My Roomthumb_DSC_3511_1024

 The walk from the main lodge to the bungalowsthumb_DSC_3512_1024

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Bill and Peg dining in the main building. The tables overlook the pool and watering hole below the hillthumb_DSC_3519_1024

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Our first view of elephants

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Lots of elephant shots. We were amazed.thumb_DSC_3540_1024

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Bill, the intrepid

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Peg, also intrepid. thumb_DSC_3571_1024

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Packs of elephantsthumb_DSC_3582_1024

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Flooding from the heavy rainsthumb_DSC_3587_1024

The antelope was just as curious

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This one didn’t care we were around

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Our guide and his gun

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Cute babiesthumb_DSC_3649_1024thumb_DSC_3650_1024thumb_DSC_3651_1024thumb_DSC_3652_1024One of the villagers who lives in the park

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The Shea butter villagethumb_DSC_3655_1024thumb_DSC_3657_1024thumb_DSC_3658_1024thumb_DSC_3659_1024thumb_DSC_3661_1024

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Pictures taken in the village of Larabanga and of the Larabanga Mosque, one of the oldest in West Africa

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Pictures from Sirigu, the Women’s Organization for Pottery and Arts

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At our hotel, Melanie who was a teacher with usthumb_thumb_DSC_3725_1024_1024thumb_thumb_DSC_3731_1024_1024

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Grace’s New House in Progress

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Big screaming match in the market. A woman came up to me and pointed at my camera and the crowd so I snapped a few pictures.

This is the end of my pictures. We flew from Tamale to Accra where we stayed another day and a couple of nights. We shopped on our last day and ate wonderful Lebanese food at Frankie’s. The food was delicious though I would never have guessed Frank was Lebanese from his name. I remember Tahlal’s back in the day.

This was the most wonderful trip with the two best traveling companions.

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Happy Easter 2017

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The Easter Tree I decorate every year as a surprise for my friends.

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My friends with ears from their Easter baskets.

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Clare and I. That would be my Easter fascinator.

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The bunny who comes every Easter to dinner at the Ocean House with us. She lights up, festive rabbit.

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Last Year’s Snow Storm in February: Click On the Title to See the Photos

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Christmas Eve 2016

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 Clare concentrates on her creation

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I decorate the roof

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We weren’t great spinners.

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Tony building

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