Sunday, June 19, 2011
Last light. Which is reflecting on the bare trees in the street, and on an aloe plant I have in a pot.
The wind has finally stopped thrashing the trees outside; there's no other sound except for the neighbour with the awful generator's wind chimes.
We will, symbolically, be reaching the longest night in the coming week; I pray that, afterwards, the light and the end of the storm will come quickly.
The dawn is at its closest at the darkest hour.
Between coffee (do you think I have a coffee problem?) and the bleak wintery view (it's an ugly day), I'm writing my morning pages as part of trying to make sense of the world.
Life is very hard at the moment. I'm trying to learn the lessons applicable to now ASAP so that I can move on to a nicer, better place. Please. Im asking nicely.
Nevertheless, I am able to appreciate the red hot poker that flowers in the dreariest time of the winter.
Saturday, June 18, 2011
N4 Toll Route just outside Machadodorp (Entokozweni), was gutted by a fire
that started in one of its chimneys. According to the restaurant's manager
and owner, patrons and employees were safely evacuated. She said that it
took a short 15 minutes for everything to go up in flames.
I have spent many hours in this restaurant, either working or enjoying the
sunset over the water in my quiet time. I look forward to seeing the shape
and form of the phoenix that will surely rise from these ashes.
The Highlands Herald team uploaded the photos they took to their Facebook
Taken on the edge of Mpumalanga's escarpment, not far from Waterval Boven, these photos emphasise the magnificence of our night sky, especially where there is so little light pollution, and where the winter night's air is crystal sharp.
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