Happy days – happy souls

What are happy days? Days of lightness are happy days. Lightness of colour in your heart. Evenweightedness in feel, of mind and will. Watching the moon, at dawn, solitary, mid-sky, I knew myself completely: no part left out. (Shikibu)* May your 2016 bring you many happy days of summer clouds and fairy ways. With love as …

The white washed walls of Stellenbosch

                  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 …

Views of Betty’s Bay

There are many aspects of life in Betty’s Bay, which are worthwhile exploring. Looking across the fence, there is an artist’s studio and next to him a chef, former owner of the then only worthwhile restaurant in the immediate area, now a full time chocolatier; next to us a couple retired as we are, she …

Harbour Road, Kleinmond, revisited

Despite the obvious criticism one must have in respect of sensitive town planning or the lack thereof, Harbour Road, Keinmond, is worth a visit, more than ever before. As with all new challenges in life, they raise the spirit to do well against all odds. With love as always Colleen & Walter Betty’s Bay, 1st …

Doors of St. Tropez

Windows are at times referred to as the eyes of a house – what then would doors be – the mouth? Closed door. In the throng.   The battered door – having stood the test of time.   The enigmatic door.   Oriental door. The occupied door. The dark blue door. The kicked door. Door, …

A walk down Lower Main Road Observatory, Cape Town

We were staying in Adam and Thekla’s lovely house in “Obz” this week and they and Bob and Dominique have not stopped pummeling us with the most wonderful treats all week, all around Colleen’s and Walter’s birthdays. The weather has been wintery throughout and both Texi and Adamski were a little under the weather with …

Johannesburg

At the end of a long day’s journey sweeping into metropolis: Jo’burg has its very own unmistakable magic. The air, the light, the people, the trees, the birds, the parks, the walking proud, the smiles on faces, the pace, the vibe. With love Walter & Colleen Johannesburg, Friday, March 2, 2012

Bay Harbour – The Market, Hout Bay

Globalized marketing has made shopping easy but has also taken the fun out of it. The loss of individuality is the price paid for convenience. You can pick and choose virtually anything anytime anywhere at your leisure from supermarket shelves. Humans do, however, need to have that casual social interaction – something that till operators …

Kleinmond harbour – archaeology of a development

The very word “development” fills one with misgivings where and when big money is invested in a scheme to uplift a utilitarian area such as an old harbour with nothing more than a slip-way for small fishing boats, an abalone breeding factory, a row of funky shops and run-of-the-mill eateries to service the tourist trade …

Laingsburg – a Karoo town in distress

In the middle of the Karoo town of Laingsburg, on the main road, there is a sign indicating the height of the 1981 floodwater. Colleen recalls her emotions passing through town a few days after the flood with trees and muck flung about, gras and branches sticking out of windows. Walter read and heard about …

Hermanus morning

Left home for the coastal town of Hermanus to have breakfast at the Saturday morning Waldorf organic market. Lots of freshest veggies; all kinds of breads, cheeses, honey, soaps, flowers, plants, pottery, and among others solid brass replicas of maritime instruments such as an astrolabe. Nice, jolly people all around make it a pleasure to …