It's been an exceptional year of rain. Normally, by now, the rain would have dried up, except for a brief burst just before the autumn. This year the rain has not let up; I'm grateful because for me it's symbolic of His blessings showered upon me.
I'm at the Sabie River Sun's restuarant: sitting outside, under the deck, right next to a magnificent Lowveld garden I can feel the faint mist of therain on my arm and face. Breathing in deep the fresh humid air of these lower altitudes, I'm ecstatic to be alive and considering new options and directions. And the Boschendal Blanc de Noir was great...
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How divine!
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