Jan
1
2012
Small moments
Sitting with my first cup of tea in 2012 this morning, I started looking at photos of the last few days and got side-tracked way back through what was 2011.
Sep
26
2011
Counting days
Contrary to what many of you may think, I am not actually counting days to the wedding! Interesting as all that is, there are far more pressing things to focus on just at the moment.
So here is the count:
2 years, 2 months, 22 days
OR
814 days
The amount of time that I have officially been peddling my branded trade without the cushion of a corporate salary.
May
31
2011
What you find in the mail
It’s amazing how quickly we forget. Less than 3 decades ago no-one had heard of email. When someone said “mail”, they meant a letter in the post. A hand-written, hand delivered piece of communication that couldn’t be rushed; couldn’t be followed up immediately; couldn’t be tracked instantaneously. It had to be posted in faith, and received physically, emotively.
Mar
31
2011
Small Hinges
I phoned a friend the other day. In fact, I phoned several friends for a reason I’ll get to in due course, but this one conversation really stuck by me.
This is a friend who knows stuff. She knows all my stuff – the good, the bad and the unacknowledged. We have shared tea and cake, late night phone-calls, and sitting on the lounge floor in tears. We have graduated together, we have celebrated together, we have fled together – from Statistics and from various other forms of inhumane torture. We know the shape of each others’ hearts and can pick up where we left off no matter how long since the last visit, the last phone-call. As I said, she knows my stuff.
Dec
16
2010
What the wind lets you keep.
This past weekend the Bare-foot Mountain Guide and I went to the Karoo. The Klein Karoo, to be precise, because the Barefoot Mountain Guide is also a Barefoot Dominee (Minister, in translation) who has left much of his churchiness in his previous life but still does ceremonies for those looking to mark important days in their own special way.
So in order to be near to the wedding venue in a nearby private game reserve, we decided to make our base in Barrydale at the Barrydale Hotel, no less. With a capital “H”. Continue reading