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  • Seisoen in die land van melk en heuning.

    Dit is van hierdie plek waaroor daar gedig word, lirieke noteer word en stories noukeurig neergepen word.  Dit word hedendaags geken aan ‘n mengelmoes van mens, die Skepper se hande-arbeid, en ‘n druisende witgeraas. Nou nog, laat dit my soms die hartroerende, emosionele warboel van, your’s truly, Ingrid Jonker uiter: “Uit hierdie Valkenberg het ek…

  • Celebrate, Old Sport.

    It is usually in their eyes: the emptiness and evidence of a hope lost. It echoes in a statement such as: “The man in that room is not the man I married.” It is felt in the circular reasoning of a very posh, well-mannered lady (or used to be posh lady) whilst sitting on the…

  • Spilling some tea.

    I overheard the conversation at a tea party at an unknown location. The ladies were all dressed to the nines, in floral and in frocks: the Upper-East-Side-Of-Manhattan type. To be quite honest, the babbling could have been considered as breaking news for the gossip column, or page six (I think there is a reason why…

  • Woudbos.

    Woudbos, dit is die skakerings van bruin en groen wat ‘n blaredak van herinneringe opwakker en ferm om jou kom koepel. Alleen en rou, ‘n asem van vae herinnering en die glorie van eendag lank-lank gelede. Dit is nou ‘n besienswaardigheid – ‘n herinnering van reinheid en eenvoud. ‘n Voorbeeld van heilige grond. ‘n Verhaal…

  • You’ve Got Mail

    To: Santa Claus CC: Team Rudolph I thought of starting this letter very formal and sophisticated, but my emotional batteries now identify as “non-existent” and as it is, my status update reads as follows: subscriber unavailable until further notice (please read in sarcastic tone). I am thus side stepping the lovey dovey bits and making my…

  • Stellenbosch – it is in the Name, it is in Legacy.

    Lounging in a corner coffee shop, I overheard the man proclaiming in Afrikaans: “Mevrou – het jy werklik die guts om te slow dance met Stellenbosch en sy spoke?!” Looking up, I saw the man in his final leap of safety, hitting the sidewalk before the cyclist could bump him. I had to smile, not…