It’s been a long dry season in the southern tip of Africa we call home. Far too many dry days, not enough rain. Far too little of the precious water we need to sustain life. And yet, stepping into my garden today, there is evidence of life.
Months and months and months of depending solely on the little rain that has fallen but suddenly, in the dead of winter, feisty little buds are popping up their pretty heads. Their beauty astounds me and it dawns on me… this garden is hope!
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Ever noticed how we seem to live life surrounded by mirrors. Recently, I had the unfortunate experience of looking into a mirror at exactly the WRONG moment.
I was in the ladies’ change-room at gym, transitioning from Pilates to swimming when I had the misfortune to look up. And behold looking right back at me was Humpty Dumpty. And what’s more… a female Humpty Dumpty in a swimming costume!
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Monday January 16 2017. I climb into my car and drive against the chaos that is homecoming traffic, heading to Spanish class in Sea Point. School has just reopened after Christmas break. It’s the end of yet another glorious Cape Town summer day and holiday makers and residents alike, people the promenade in droves, determined to enjoy the last glow of sunlight as night beckons.
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I have known for some time that there are hawks on the meadow. Some days I would hear a distinct cry from the tree tops and occasionally, be blessed with a rare glimpse. A solitary raptor returning from the hunt. The sudden, silent spreading of wings in hasty ascent as I turned a corner between the trees.
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Stepping into the memory garden
I chanced upon a woman.
A woman? No!
Rather a girl.
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