The days are definately getting chillier and leaves are already starting to fall, tossed around by bossy gusts of wind. Several flocks of birds are flapping overhead as they prepare to migrate to a warmer spot on the planet. For me, it’s time to unpack the jerseys and winter duvet, gather firewood and get the red wine out.
Across the peninsula right now the spectacular March Lily (Amaryllis Belladonna) or Wild Woman of the Cape are popping up everywhere. This is an amazing indigenous bulb whose resplendent mop of trumpet-shaped flowers pop out of nowhere from dry ground in the late summer and stand proud on slender stems, undeterred by the winds.