'And they lived happily ever after ...'

April was the longest month. It seemed to last forever, each day was open, elastic, filled with unexpected encounters, whence bubbled conver...

It is pouring loudly with rain. The clouds are united in a pure, white sky that has neither definition nor limits. Trees, bushes and pot pla...

I've been, yet again, spoiled by my friends, Christine and Peter Watt of Outeniqua Moon Percheron Stud Farm in Ruiterbos at the foot of ...

The red and brown summer fields - dead from the drought they endured - are dark with wet - as if they were blushing with expectation.