Before I
retired, I had a clear idea of how I would structure my days to include more
regular writing, but I discovered that it takes a lot more discipline to put
fingers to the keyboard as part of a daily routine.
Spending
more time at Towerwater as our primary residence, meant that we were now immediately
part of any arising issue that affects the property. Although we are safeguarded from outside
issues affecting the inside of the property, the garden on the roadside alongside
the picket fence seems to be in constant danger of upheaval. I have become the manager of the gazanias and
spekbome on the roadside along the picket fence. I think it is because I can
deal with upsetting situations in a calm manner, and because I speak the Taal (Afrikaans).
The first
threat to the gazanias and spekbome was when the local municipality retarred
the streets on two sides of the property. The old tar on the street next to the
roadside garden was mechanically lifted and removed, leaving the gazanias and
spekbome covered in a thick layer of black dust. Although we rinsed it off regularly, I had no idea how it will affect the quality of the soil in future.
Every afternoon I had to remove temporary road signs that were moved out of the
road and onto the gazanias. Although the threat to the garden on the roadside
was frustrating, living in a municipality that was maintaining and improving
our road infrastructure was actually a reason to be cheerful.
The second
threat to the gazanias and spekbome was when the local fibre company had to
replace a fibre line on the pole next to the picket fence. Apparently, a
neighbour’s dogs chewed through the unprotected fibre line against the pole in
her property. The line damage in question was located two houses across the
road away from us, but because the main fibre line was affected, all connecting
lines had to be replaced, as fibre lines cannot be repaired.
I was able
to assist and guide the contractors to reduce the impact on the roadside
garden. I could guide them where to look for the line and by cutting back the
spekbome near the pole on the roadside myself, I ensured that the plants would
grow back correctly. I could prevent them from unnecessarily digging up large
patches of gazanias, looking for the line by guiding them to precisely where I
remember the previous contractors had buried it. What started out as an
irritating exercise ended with the possibility of connecting to a working fibre
line for uninterrupted wi-fi. The possibility of stronger wi-fi connection was
another reason to be cheerful.
The third
threat to the gazanias and spekbome was when a mobile crane came to lift an
Izuzu pickup truck out of our property that had crash-landed onto the parking
terrace. This amazing feat was accomplished by having sufficient speed to fly
over the almost 3-meter-wide irrigation canal after mounting the street curb.
The reported intention was to make a turn down the street which is parallel to
the canal. One leg of the crane had to be placed in the bed of gazanias,
squashing them in the process. The
damage to the gazanias was inevitable, but the fact that we had a heap of
building stone chips in the parking terrace that stopped the pickup truck from
causing damage to the pergola and our almost vintage pickup truck close by, was
a reason to be cheerful.
The fourth
threat to the gazanias and spekbome was when the municipality came to replace
the main water pipes of the town that run underground on the roadside. To be
confronted by a digger-loader ripping up the cobbled driveway to your property
without any warning is not a pleasant experience. There was no way to control
what was happening as the digger-loader casually ripped through the roadside,
the newly tarred road, and the garden. I tried to keep the replacement pipes, that
were waiting to be installed, off the remaining gazanias where they were dumped.
We decided to allow the municipality to complete the projects before we attempt
to restore the roadside garden and cobbled driveway. Firstly, the municipality
needs to replace the stormwater gutters and repair the freshly tarred road that
was ripped up. After weeks of daily interrupted water supply and road closures,
we could start 2025 with what will hopefully be a more secure water supply in
the future. And that is good cause to be cheerful.
We would have liked to see more coordinated
change where municipal services are concerned. Seeing one contractor undo the
work that was completed by another a mere three weeks before is frustrating. Particularly
when it impacts one’s life in so many ways. After more than six months of what
feels like an unrelenting effort by outside forces to destabilise our lives and outside
gardens, we have resigned ourselves to the fact that change is inevitable and sometimes
beneficial. These are all factors out of our control and although disruptive,
it does change our lives for the better in the long run. At Towerwater we will
always find reasons to be cheerful.
May the
major upheaval we experienced towards the end of last year herald a relaxed and
peaceful 2025.
Great to see a new post to start off a new year. Best wishes.
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DeleteWhat an amazing saga! It reads like the biblical trials of Jeremiah. Good luck for the new year... and for the gazanias.
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Congratulations on being so positive and optimistic. I would have given up long ago. Who says retirement is boring?
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