One of his wives perched on the wall in front of your cottage, trying not to look too interested ...
A little duck whose curiosity is far more apparent and extends to an inspection of your home to be ...
and this little speckled fellow who paddled across the pond full steam ahead to inspect us for himself.
Once the inspection was finished we could turn our attention to the gardens around us. Small white Cape cottages with thatch roofs hunker down amidst olive trees, lavender and rosemary and a riot of colourful indigenous plants. Yesterday-today-and-tomorrow bushes and fragrant roses add to the delicious heady scents all around.
Gravel paths wind between cottages and flowerbeds.
And finally the door to our cottage, with yet another seemingly bored looking visitor.
Baskets of lush pink geraniums dotted amongst some of the flowerbeds.
The tranquil duck pond in front of our cottage with some of its residents taking an afternoon nap. The island in the centre is home to dozens of yellow weaver birds busily making new nests, mainly it seems from strips of bamboo leaves which they tear off the stems with surprising strength.