A sudden storm

So November has started off with a bang in Cape Town - not literally - with a sudden cold front that blew in from the south Atlantic and gave us a bit of a battering, along with some very welcome heavy rain and not so welcome strong winds that actually blew over a huge electricity pylon in the northern suburbs. Usually it's trees that blow over, so  perhaps our metal thieves had set their sights a bit higher and had started excavations. Nothing is beyond possibility when it comes to the inventiveness of the criminal element. From the photo it looked as though the cables had remained intact, which would mean that anyone coming into contact with them would be a live wire in the literal sense of the word, although not for long.
The rain has been worthwhile, not the light drizzle of late, and hopefully will raise the dam levels as we approach a summer that promises to be long and hot. I should be able to leave watering of the garden for about a week, giving me a couple of extra hours in the day to get on with more pressing matters. Speaking of which, I am proud to say that I finished ironing the last shirt from the bottom of a pile that started building up three months ago!

In between heavy showers, the sun has shone brightly and the sunbirds have had a wonderful time in the jasmine that has grown up and over the coprosma and is a stunningly fragrant cascade of white, along with the variegated bougainvillea that is entwined in the branches and has begun to flower after some 20 years' waiting!
We are now in November and the infamous Cape Doctor has started to pump across the valley. At this time of year, the southeaster can blow strongly for 10 days at a time. Not something I am looking forward to.