Saturday

It's a muggy Saturday afternoon, I'm wearing shorts and slip slops, even so I'm hot and perspiring. I'm on my way to Nelspruit, 93km away, to have lunch with a friend at a restaurant overlooking the botanical gardens. The bushveld is lush after all the rain. It's a beautiful afternoon.

Fire break

The Lowveld (beneath the escarpment): So close to the eastern shore of Africa, the sun sets visibly earlier at this time of the year. Autumn has peeked its head around the next corner, just over there. I feel it tug on my heart strings; a time for introspection, reflection. It's also the time for the wonderfully pungent, wintery reek of veld fires as the breaks between the forests and farms are burnt, also the verges along the roads.

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