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I think most South Africans grew up with the idea of an ice-cold lager (either Black Lable or Castle Lager) and a braai-vleis vuur (BB...

papery leaves poetry written in dust and chaos monuments captured in eternal bliss architectural events of everlasting love Once a y...

After another week, the garden is blooming once again. From flowers to fruits, cuttings and seedlings, everything is growing at a treme...

break my world into art and bleeding words surround me with art and let me escape the clutches of your desire An Ode to the Gir...

What is in a name? Many things. Recently, people have been calling beers in South Africa by the province in which is been brewed. One ...

The day was hot and beautiful with only a slight cool breeze that made things bearable. The sky was beautifully blue, and the road trip...

It is not every day that you can walk underneath two waterfalls in such close proximity. We were at two beautiful waterfalls in less th...

a book presents itself as a fundamental gift of uncertainties Books are fundamentally gifts of radical uncertainty. The blurb on the ...

if there is one constant in the garden, it must be death that is turned into life The garden is always full of death (think composts...

she walked away into an enchanted forest black dress dark hair her eyes pools of water clear as the sky I lost my soul in her being as ...