Some of you saw this sign in my introduction post that I did a while ago, and I promised that I would show you the zombies in a post.
Remember this sign?
I like to explore places and this was right at the back boundary of the Plaasmol nursery near Hopefield town.
The last picture in the post will show you the big structure that called out to me to come and have a look at it. The sign above was next to one of the structure's legs. Yes, I should have figured what a zombie was, just by looking at the black and white statue of a "horse", but I have become a bit senile these days :)
Now look what was standing in the road behind that sign.
Oh yes, a very real live Zebra. I asked around later why the locals call the zebras zombies, and nobody could tell me why.
Again, I didn't catch on as this guy continued to look toward the right-hand side.
Nonchalantly, he strode nearer to us and had we known we would have had some carrots on us. But it was a totally unexpected sight.
Casually, he strode back to his position on the road, still looking towards the right. And still I didn't click.
Finally, he looked toward the right again.
So, I decided to walk in the direction that the Zebra was looking at and a big surprise was waiting for me.
Look! There was the mom and the baby, with the baby having a drink. I have never seen a baby zebra drinking from its mommy before, so this was a real treat.
Look at that cute little bugger!
I looked back at the father, and when I looked back I got a fright as I didn't hear any gunshots.
The baby was gone!
But now look again, something was sticking out from the fynbos.
And something more was sticking out from the fynbos. Then I realized that the baby was having a roll on his back in the growth.
A great sigh of relief as he started standing up again.
This was the sign that attracted me in the first place. It is a huge structure and the sign reads in English, "Ragdoll's chair".
The saying is, to go out there and search as you will find what you are looking for. Sitting constantly inside, allows so many surprises to pass one by. Since childhood, I was hardly ever - and still am not - inside the house, as outside was my big playground. We didn't have toys those days, and Christmas was reserved for the purchasing and presenting of new school uniforms. So, we had to do our own thing, and I am so glad that we did, as it taught us independence. Street-smart little buggers, the adults used to call us. And as teenagers, we were all graduates and post-graduates from the university of life. Some of us turned out very bad, and others started to create a better life. Just the way that life is.
I hope you have enjoyed the story and the pictures.
Photos by Zac Smith-All Rights Reserved.
Camera: Canon Powershot SX70HS Bridge camera.
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