The shift.

What a wonderful time to be alive! Audible gasps aside, in these hideously stressful (for those whose businesses are strapped), tragically sad (for those who have lost dear ones), scarily scary (for those living with compromised health conditions), thoroughly confusing (for those who cannot make sense of the lack of common sense), I am obviouslyContinue reading “The shift.”

Switching off.

Africa, all that it is.  And all that it isn’t, anymore. The continent of Africa is known as the “dark continent”, the birthplace of humankind, a continent of extremes,  the land of no hope, and other cliches about the “heart of darkness”. It is a continent steeped in the blood of battles between tribes andContinue reading “Switching off.”

Beginnings and endings.

How challenging it is, at times, to set aside our preconceived notions of control, order and planning. Well, it certainly is for me, with my type-A, “control freak”, slightly OCD, mostly bossy personality! I see much of myself in our precious eldest daughter who, typical of an eldest child, has incredible organizational abilities for planningContinue reading “Beginnings and endings.”

The sounds of silence.

Night noises are mostly the things of nightmares with the old line of “what goes ‘thump’ in the night” coming to mind! In a previous post, I contrasted the sounds of our home on a traffic circle in a quiet town in The Netherlands with the rural sounds of our Swiss alpine escape. A largeContinue reading “The sounds of silence.”

Breaking rocks and fairytale fantasies.

The little boy over the road can’t be more than five years old. His daily pursuit is to discover treasure, mostly the sort that is embedded in rocks. Each morning of his recent three week school holiday, come rain or shine or autumnal chill, he would be out on the front doorstep, mostly barefoot, smashingContinue reading “Breaking rocks and fairytale fantasies.”

Dust devils & other Dutch delights.

Leaving South Africa, land of colonial privilege for some of us with the wonderful help of housekeeper/s, I eagerly embraced the opportunity to do my own housework, my own way, or so I thought……(wry smile) Before assuming that ALL white – apologies for the inclusion of race – South Africans are land barons, boasting aContinue reading “Dust devils & other Dutch delights.”