Last Sunday, as I left Pretoria for the airport, I spotted a hoopoe on the lawn in the complex where Bob and Barb Bartz live. I was not quick enough with my camera, which I regretted, because the hoopoe is a wonderful bird, and reminds me so much of our old house in Harare. Hoopoes have always made me smile, think happy thoughts, and muse that life will get better. Don't know why - but the are an emblem of sorts for me.
I was so pleased to see this photo in my email, from brother-in-law Andy.