ah man, the big blue sky, the warmth, the sounds, the brilliant colours, the smell of home!
i was sitting at my boy's computer this morning, catching up on my emails, when ...
i guess only another exiled south african would understand the simple pleasure this shout (screech?) brought to my heart. mealies ... for those of you who have not sojourned under african skies ... mealies are fresh maize, still on the cob. in summer when the crops ripen, vendors will balance a load on their head and wander the streets. the shout of "meeeelieees" alerts the local residents to the fact that fresh mealies are out, about and available for purchase.
what spells 'home' for me? today it was that familiar call.
"Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?" Mary Oliver
“People are like stained-glass windows. They sparkle and shine when the sun is out, but when the darkness sets in, their true beauty is revealed only if there is a light from within.” ~Elisabeth Kubler-Ross
"There are too many people, and too few human beings." Robert Zend
"Strength is the ability to break a chocolate bar into four pieces with your bare hands, and then eat just one of those pieces."