Category: Ideas
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Joy, Work and Home
I am reading Le Guin again. The Dispossessed – my favourite of her books. In the strange limbo of relocating to a new city, it seems appropriate. It feels like home. That strange, slippery concept of home, always just beyond my grasping fingers.
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Anticipate
It’s a cold, miserable, rainy day. Properly cold. Cold like it hasn’t been for months and months and months. It is as easy to forget what cold feels like in a South African summer as it is for hot to become a distant memory in an icy northern winter. I’m not entirely pleased that it…
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The last time I saw Autumn…
The seasons are beginning to turn again. Mornings are chilly and the late Summer mists have come to Stutterheim. I watch the swallows patching up their nest and wonder how much longer they’ll be here. Soon it will be Autumn. Autumn is the last season that got lost along the way in changing back and…