A farm gate

W&N watercolour and ink sketch on Bockingford 300gsm 

I just cannot drive or walk past a farm gate or fence without stopping to photograph or sketch it! And I'm especially partial to barbed wire fences! This is a farm gate on a friend’s smallholding in Tarlton (Gauteng, South Africa)

The road to a friend

W&N watercolour on Bockingford 300gsm 

The road I take to visit a friend in Hillside (Tarlton, Gauteng, South Africa)

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The road West

W&N watercolour on Bockingford 300gsm 

An Autumn scene on the way to Rustenburg.

Winter is looming

W&N watercolour on Bockingford 300gsm 

The season has changed and we are into lovely autumn days, but here in Tarlton (Gauteng, South Africa), some trees are already in winter mode, having shed most of their leaves. I feel it’s a bit early, maybe a severe winter ahead?

En route to Magaliesburg

W&N watercolour on Bockingford 300gsm 

Whenever I go to Magaliesburg (Gauteng, South Africa) just 13km from us, I choose to take a short-cut through Spring Farm and although it is a gravel road, I do away with lots of traffic and getting stuck behind trucks on their way to Rustenburg or Botswana and, to top it all, I see lots of wildlife. It’s a route we used to take with the horses during my horse riding days.

A farm fence

W&N watercolour on Bockingford 300gsm - 12" x 8" 

Going home

W&N watercolour on Bockingford 300gsm 

At the foothills of the Magaliesberg

 

W&N watercolour on Bockingford 300gsm 

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Bluegum bush at the dam

W&N watercolour on Bockingford 300gsm 

 
Not far from us is this dam with a lovely blue gum bush on one side. I used to sketch here often a few years ago, but now the dam wall is broken and there’s only a stream trickling through when it rains. A great loss to the environment, as it used to offer food and shelter for all sorts of wildlife from Egyptian Geese to a plethora of water birds and lots of small mammals. The price we pay for progress…

Trees are the Earth's Endless Effort

W&N watercolour on DalerRowney 220gsm (135lb) Smooth heavy-weight sketching paper, no preliminary sketching 

Trees are the Earth’s Endless Effort
To Speak with the Listening Heaven.
- Rabindranath Tagore, ‘FireFlies’

Trees are living, breathing creatures. The fact that trees are, in many ways, like intelligent beings may come as somewhat of a surprise to you. This can be explained as follows:

1. 1. A tree eats. Its tiny hair like roots beneath the earth’s surface are always on the hunt for such elements in the soil as nitrogen, calcium, phosphorus, potassium, iron, copper, zinc, and magnesium.

1. 2. A tree drinks. A generous supply of water is required for carrying nutrients from the soil through the “digestive system” of the tree.

1. 3. A tree digests its food. A tree has a digestive tract. Like a plumbing system, it functions as elements from the soil flow through microscopic ducts in the sapwood from the tiniest of root hairs to the most distant of leaves where tree food is formed on contact with sunlight and C02. The food is then carried through the tree to build up layers of cells in the cambium (the inner skin or growing tissue). Tree growth and root development result.

1. 4. A tree breathes. Like all living matter, a tree requires air. A hard, packed soil at the base of the tree will cut off the tree’s breathing. Supplies of oxygen and carbon dioxide vital to the manufacture of food are absorbed through the soil by the roots, as well as from the atmosphere by the leaves.

1. 5. A tree reproduces. The tree is capable of rearing its own family. Many seeds have wings that, with an assist by winds, carry them to points away from the parent tree. There, soil and sunlight sufficiently permit new, fast growth.

1. 6. A tree “talks.” Listen to trees the next time the leaves rustle in the wind. Thomas Hardy confirmed this when he wrote, “At the passing of a breeze the fir trees sob and moan, the ash hisses the beech rustles.”

1. 7. A tree sleeps. In the winter months, when deciduous trees lose their leaves and the growing processes of evergreens slow down, a tree is getting its rest.

1. 8. A tree has healing powers. A scar, if properly treated, will always heal as long as the tree is alive and growing.

Interesting, right?

Sunrise over a winter landscape

 

W&N watercolour on Bockingford 300gsm 

Winter here in Tarlton (Gauteng, South Africa) means a late sunrise, often accompanied by clouds, which usually clear up as the day progresses.

“Nature is painting for us,
day after day,
pictures of infinite beauty
if only we have the eyes to see them.”
— John Ruskin

Bend in the road

W&N watercolour on Bockingford 300gsm 

A typical gravel road in the South African bushveld.

When you come to a bend in the road, aren’t you just a little bit curious as to what lies just around the corner…?

A farmer's cottage

W&N watercolour on Bockingford 300gsm 

A farmer’s cottage on a smallholding not far from us.

A labourer's cottage

W&N watercolour on Bockingford 300gsm 

A labourer’s cottage on a smallholding just down the road from us in Tarlton, Gauteng, South Africa.

Soft is Winter

W&N watercolour on Bockingford 300gsm 

Could there exist a soft winter, a separate winter season? No, not separate. But there is a softer side of Winter, of the traditional winter season we know. The winter days when the light becomes a little warmer, days when the biting wind and the ice cold ease off a bit and allows the sky to scatter soft grey clouds.

Thoughts

W&N watercolour on Bockingford 300gsm 

Thoughts drifting through my mind as I wend my way up the path towards the gate…

The last signs of Winter

 

W&N watercolour on Bockingford 300gsm 

The last signs of winter still lingering – a row of scorched wooden fencing that now needs replacing…

A windpomp in South Africa

Ink sketch and W&N watercolour on Bockingford 300gsm

The first records found of a windpump in South Africa, is from a painting drawn in 1848. Records were found of windpumps as from 1869 and the first import was in 1874. These were wooden constructions. The first all steel windpump was patented in 1855 in England.

Die windpomp

…en vurig en fier soos oor ‘n kleintandooi
die kop geolie en die stert bloedrooi
staan ons ou slyttand met ‘n nuwe rug
oor die jongste boorgat opgerig
-- Uittreksel uit ’n gedig deur Leon Strydom

Hard to believe

W&N watercolour on Bockingford 300gsm

Winter on our smallholding (Tarlton, Gauteng, South Africa)

It’s hard to believe that in a few weeks’ time the grass on our smallholding will be green and these trees once again thick with foliage…

I live in a landscape

Winsor and Newton watercolour on Bockingford 300gsm 

I live in a landscape, which every single day of my life is enriching.

- Daniel Day-Lewis