For the more politically inclined, the title of this blog ought to be ambiguous. Ambiguity is not intended here, but words have this political thing of revealing and/or concealing divergent aspects of truth (see Pablo Neruda’s “meta’fore!” – in the film Il Postino). Here, however, I mean Stellenbosch in the time of winter.
Stellenbosch in the time of winter.
The trees are bare now, in their wintry dark all the more contrasting the white washed walls of Stellenbosch.
While winter in the Cape is the time of lashing storms, it is also the time of stillness and consolidation, reflected in the white washed walls of Stellenbosch.
With love as always
Colleen & Walter
Stellenbosch, 22 July 2014