Nov
25
2010
The Arc of Change
A year ago, two things happened. I packed up my life and moved to Cape Town, and mid packing my uncle died. I only had one uncle, but had I had more, he would still have been my favourite.
Aug
31
2010
The Speed of Slowing Down
On Sunday evening my barefoot man and I took his barefoot fox terrier, Phoebe, down to the beach at the end of a beautiful day. The sun was nearing setting and, having been slightly softened by the hazy streaks of clouds across the whole sky all day, glowed as if lit from within and sent out a broad golden stream of light across the sea to us as we sat on the beach at Pringle Bay and watched.
Jul
28
2010
Looking in from the balcony
Last Tuesday evening the barefoot mountain guide and I were home doing nothing particularly out of the ordinary since, like most South Africans I think, we’re in the post World Cup slump – all cheered out and budgets blown completely. He was cooking supper for us and I was hovering unhelpfully in the kitchen as I do. Continue reading