To wit, to woo

Another stunning June day in Cape Town. Our Saturday morning family brunch took place at the Blue Water Cafe, Imhoff Farm, where we took up our customary pose in a 'straight stripe', which enables us to all look at the same view and see the same things at the same time (these are usually confined to birds). I am pleased to report that the food has returned to its high standard after a regrettable dip a while back and can now be put back on the agenda!

The afternoon was taken up with tennis (Vamos, Rafa!) and some swotting up on Toastmasters protocol, while HWCFA carried on in the garage, applying a painted surface a la Formula One pits.
Time flew and before I knew it, the sun had disappeared, leaving an extended twilight with a soft orange glow on the horizon. The crescent moon was but a sliver in the firmament, with bright Jupiter hovering nearby.

And suddenly, two hoots (you might ask, who gives them?). A pair of owls appeared on the neighbours peaked roof, like a set of birdy bookends. What a treat to hear them calling to each other before they swooped silently into the dusk, in search of dinner.

The end of another perfect day, with the promise of another to come.