Our old wheelbarrow has worked so hard that it’s truly on its last legs … um, wheels. And I can’t wait for it to call
The wannabe lion and the toyi-toying cows
The mommy bushbuck is visiting for a snack. She rests in the shade of the milkwood tree, her head peering over the teak table, while
Power to you
When my children were very little people, they asked me if I’d been “alive when the dinosaurs were alive”. When I stopped laughing long enough
The colour orange
One of the things I love about living in my part of this part of the world is that there is always something to make
Coming of age
The east wind is up early, but even as it picks up speed, there’s a sense of peace. A bird is calling in the forest.
Lemon tree very pretty
My lemon tree, slap bang in the middle of the vegetable garden, is a beautiful sight right now. It’s heavy with fruit and full of
When the wind blows
When life deals you lemons, the saying goes, make lemonade. In the Eastern Cape, we have our own version: when it’s windy, fly a kite.
Beauty behind the beasty thorns
Collecting plants was never intentional, but I guess it’s the kind of gardener I turned out to be. In fact, the collecting itch is as
Bubbling from the pot
I’m sitting here, quietly watching the sea, when the peace is shattered by raucous laughter – my own, that is. I am giggling with my
Birdie business
We are drinking tea, Kathy and I, at her lounge window. Right outside the window, a sunbird is busily weaving her nest. She is using