Think December holidays, seaside towns, sunshine, laughter, colourful umbrellas, beach towels and endless blue seas. Scurrying crabs, sea shells, smoothed pebbles, the crunch of sea sand between your toes. The taste of salty air, the…
Stop your busy day for a few minutes, and come join me for a short walk, I want to show you something. Park your car under the Pines, you’re met by the crisp fresh smell…
There is something different about the Free State air. It’s thin, but not just like high altitude thin, there’s something else about it, something indescribable. Maybe it’s subtly tainted with the rich smell of earth,…