Barkalot Bafana Bafana

Thanks to Maxmom, who's shared lots of the excitement about the FIFA World Cup coming to South Africa in a few days, we've adopted new names to celebrate the South African team. They're called Bafana Bafana -- which means boys in the Nguni people's language. Boys = Boyz, right? So for the duration of the Cup competitions, just call us the Barkalot Bafana Bafana. Thanks Maxmom!!!


Now, remember in my last post I said that I was at my post and on the alert for the Hurry Cane season? Well, what has my goofy brother bafana been doing in the meantime???? He did wake long enough for us to pose in our red bandanananas. No surprise, the ones we're wearing are our St. Louis Cardinal bandanananas.

Just so you all know, our flat selves are going to Vancouver tomorrow -- with H.C. Bird as our reporter. (Our full selves will be enjoying another stint at camp, where they like us, they really like us, and I can keep an eye on the weather.) Before we go though, one look at a few of the flowers that are doing nicely despite the scorching (90 plus) temps

Kalanchoe:

A new mussenda bloom:

And what can only be called a miracle of plant mind over plant matter. Ten years ago our Dogdad's grandmom passed away at 107!! His company sent him a spathiphyllum -- peace lily -- to express their condolences. We kept it inside at first. Then we left it in a pot outside, but kind of neglected it for several years. Last year, finally, we planted it in the ground, for which it was extremely grateful. And then -- yesterday -- we saw a single white bract, which is the way this plant flowers. The first in 10 years! We were awed at this example of perseverance amidst serious botanical adversity!

And that's the word from this Bafana!!

Jake