It has taken me a while to work myself into writing this post. The emotional drain of the past three months has been intense. I little dreamed that, three weeks after sharing my “green route” (a paean to the perfections of Stanford), I’d get the devastating news that we had to leave my favorite place on earth…in only seven weeks. Read more…
I was so honoured and delighted to be asked to contribute to blogger Melanie Farrell’s fabulous ‘Green Route’ series with my own list of favourite things to do here in Stanford. To read it, pop on over to her blog, and I’d love to hear what you think of my Top Five (it sure was […] Read more…
I’ve never been much of a hiker. I love the outdoors, but I’m no camper, either. My idea of camping does not involve tents or fire pits or swatting mosquitoes all night. I did a lot of hiking and camping as a Scout in the 80s and even did Pike’s Peak in the 90s, but very little of my walking since then could be remotely categorized as ‘hiking’. So when a friend invited a big group of Stanfordians to hike up to see the cave paintings at Phillipskop, I hesitated. But not for long. Read more…
Yes, folks, Stanford is still lekker. It’s wonderfully, deliciously lekker–even more so than when we moved here over four years ago. And I’ll continue to blog about this lovey little village in the Overberg. But I also want to expand my scope a bit and get back to writing more regularly, so I’ve changed the name to ‘Life is Lekker’ and plan to share more about life in general. Read more…
Some afternoons just call for a tea party, and today was the day. I took my 9-year-old son and 3-year-old daughter and walked down to Yum! Eat Café, which is just around the corner from us. Yum! recently moved to the corner of Queen Victoria and Longmarket Streets after a total makeover of that space. The results are spectacular, as you’ll see in my photos. Read more…
Last Saturday, I had breakfast with a friend and one of my children at Graze (a Saturday tradition here), then went home to do some sewing while my little girls and the baby played. Everything was humming along nicely, but I kept having to walk around the rolling gas heaters we used in the winter and hadn’t put into storage yet. Every time I got up to iron a seam, I had to navigate around these things. I made a mental note to roll them both into the storeroom after I finished sewing. Read more…
The most important ‘writing’ I’ve done hasn’t involved a pencil, pen, or keyboard. It has been the daily writing into the lives of my children, who are my living letters to the world; stories that I’ve nurtured from babyhood onward and am often surprised to find have revised themselves rather beautifully in the process. Read more…
Rather than apologize for how long I’ve left this blog hanging, giving you all kinds of very good reasons I just haven’t had time for it, I’m going to jump back in with both feet and share about last week’s wonderful village Thanksgiving feast. 😉 Read more…
…yes, it is I. And well deserved, I must say. Not a single post outside Instagram since last July! Read more…
The simplicity of winter has a deep moral. The return of Nature, after such a career of splendor and prodigality, to habits so simple and austere, is not lost either upon the head or the heart. It is the philosopher coming back from the banquet and the wine to a cup of water and a […] Read more…