This week has been extraordinary.
We moved back into our pristine shop on Monday
and were trading instantly, out of the boxes!
So for 2 days we moved back in, selling our wares as we unpacked!
It was a bit surreal but a good feeling
having been closed for a week for a clean coat of paint.
‘Imagine on Belvedere’ is back!
We have had an English friend visiting for the week
and so between work shifts I got to re visit our city,
once again seeing it through fresh eyes.
What a treat to be reminded of that day
35 years ago when I too visited the mother city
for the first time and almost immediately
went back to the big smoke to resign from my job
and leave my apartment, piling my few belongings
into my little yellow mini
and heading for the tip of Africa.
We have been to Hout Bay, where we sat and soothed away the heat wave
with delicious local beers!
Our Englishman coped with 37 degrees better than we did!
Kirstenbosch, as ever delivered her special vistas and colours,
enthralling Jonathan.
Newlands forest, another favourite for a cool early morning walk, Moille Point and the promenade,
where we watched in awe as hang gliders
with tandem riders wafted down, landing perfectly on the narrow lawns
that lie between roads and rocks, high-rises and sea.
Hold your breath viewing!
We were drawn to Big bay to watch the kite surfers perform miracles
metres up, also ‘take a deep breath’ viewing.
We watched as the sun set over beaches whipped by warm winds
that drive the same kites skidding across the vast skies.
With vineyards done and compulsory Chapman’s peak driven,
It is good to reflect on this extraordinary and diverse city.
I am sad that our guest was unable to join me
on a visit to Nyanga on Saturday morning.
Woman Zone popped up for the second of the 13woman series, and yet another inspirational woman told her tale, Asanda Msuthu you blew me away,
so young and so very wise.
You can read more about this exciting initiative at http://www.womanzonect.com
A remarkable and emotional morning of story telling
topped off a spectacular week in our mother city,
not easily forgotten.