King and yellow pin proteas in a pink bucket on a wooden floor.
I've stopped at Peel's Honey in Merrivale, just after the Cato Ridge turnoff on the N3, merely to look, not to buy; I'm travelling light remember.
I'm on my way to a weekend in the Drakensburg, en route to Cape Town, where I anticipate arriving at next Wednesday evening.
It's moody and cold in the Natal Midlands; I'm happy to be here.
I'll probably be driving, happily, about 2000 kilometres to get to South Africa's Mother City, and my new life.
a writer's notebook: "write a little every day, without hope, without despair" - isak dinesen
Friday, June 28, 2013
On my way
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