Wilderness man
Connecting with a legend of conservation, Paul Dutton, at his Shangri-La It’s a big and blue day on the beach at Salt Rock on KwaZulu-Natal’s North Coast, the kind when the air shimmers and you can see right through the
Journeys to reinvention and sustainable living
Connecting with a legend of conservation, Paul Dutton, at his Shangri-La It’s a big and blue day on the beach at Salt Rock on KwaZulu-Natal’s North Coast, the kind when the air shimmers and you can see right through the
Christmas, for me, is about being with people I care about. On the big Day, we gather to eat together, often under the milkwood trees, each contributing a favourite dish. And we always have a tree – never a plastic
Every single time I do an Internet search, I am planting trees. Yes, you read that correctly. And you might have noticed that I did not say, “Every time I Google.” That’s because I changed my Internet browser from Google
Up. The thin path winds through the forest, up and up the mountain. And we keep going. V and I are searching for the grove of lemonwood trees that we’ve heard about. We’re not even sure that we are on
Down here in South Africa, especially along the coast, we seem to have a perpetual fixation with palm trees. I know, I know … we’re trying to evoke a sense of being on a tropical island. Or something. But it’s
The milkwood tree has been a constant in my life for as long as I remember. The trees grow prolifically in the coastal dune forests of the Wild Coast in the former Transkei “bantustan”, where I grew up. As we
Not that long ago, I clawed and sweated my way along the corporate ladder. This was the done thing, so it seemed, and I worked hard to meet the goals that my society taught me were good. When I was