This weekend Aura and I were invited to celebrate the 70th birthday of a great friend of mine at the Leipzig Country House in the Nuy valley near Worcester in the Little Karoo. What a great occasion. The sort of event at which Hercule Poirot would have felt right at home – though fortunately there were no intrigues.
This morning I had a short time to sit and paint. I wandered around the roads through the vineyards, looking for a good view of the buildingsEventually I settled down and did this watercolour. But time was a little short and I got as far as this before I had to go. So I am keen to finish off the work, if I can, this week.
The peak in the background is Rabies’ Mountain (pronounced Rarbees – after the Rabie family established in the area – extracted from the German family – De Rabe – (‘Rabe’ is a raven in German – a bird which appears on the family crest)