Craddock-just a glimpse

Craddock is where we landed between "jobs". Paul had to preach in Hofmeyr, a little town which reportedly doesn't even have a restaurant, so we found a place to stay in nearby Craddock.

Who needs a sign saying "Keep off the grass"? Not Africans! Someone just put huge thorns on
their lawn to get that subtle message across.

True I wanted a picture of Tim straining over his school work, but also I just loved the colors and pattern in this quilt.

Craddock is known for this street, where all the houses are authentic Victorian. I'd like to tell you all about it, but I can't remember the name of the street, or the years, but I do remember that it's a rare thing to have all the houses still there from Victorian times.

Notice the Karoo sky in the background. I read somewhere, while we were in Craddock, that the Karoo is the most people-friendly desert in the world. It's not nearly as dry as the Sahara, for sure, and a lot of people do live and even farm in the Karoo.

In Craddock, we went to a little museum about a 19th century authoress named Olive Schreiner. She was a "free-thinker" which includes being an aetheist. Evangel was slightly intrigued by her, wondering, as we all did, what went wrong. Her parents were missionaries with the London Missionary Society. She had rather a sad story, in spite of her fame and fortune.

At the museum, the guy in charge told us that if we visited the local cemetary, we could see a grave for Harry Potter. We haven't read the book, or seen the movie, but I thought a picture of a Harry Potter grave would be fun, for my blog. Unfortunately, I didn't decide that until the man was long gone, so I couldn't ask where the cemetary was, or where in the cemetary the grave was.

We found the cemetary, no problem, but it was a big, big place. We were out for a family walk anyway, so we spent a long time hunting Harry Potter. Next time, we ask for directions. We never did find him, but we did find many of interest including the poor guy below.