Sad and lonely

Beth and I went up Table Mountain. The rain was supposed to fragment; instead it settled over us in a soggy cloud. But at least we got up to the top in the dry.

On the way down we saw this fellow in an old tractor. (And two donkeys, but they kept moving about, looking for my non-existent apple, and I failed to get a photo of them in focus, so they didn't make the cut for the blip.)