MA

Mom, in the afternoon light.

LEAFIES

Little events, ordinary things, smashed and reconstituted. Suddenly they became the bleached bones of a story.
- Arundhati Roy

COZY

Doziest of furry kat.

DE-RE-FOREST

Cecilia

TURBULENT

There's something about turbulence.

SOLO

It was raining on this day, she was the only other person in the forest which made it so much better that she was on horseback.

But then she rode this beautiful horse into Rhodes Drive while attempting to stop the traffic. I nearly had an anxiety attack.

A GIFT

A porcelain cat rescued from Hermanus, brought all the way home for me from my lovely friend, Victoria.

KSSKSS

Love, Jules.
Excuse the exposure. But isn't she sweet?

WINTER SUNDAE

As winter approaches, I can never decide how to feel. Do I look to the cold in my bones or the heat of the fire against the skin on my face? Do I look for the colours in the sky through all the phases of the day or do I look at the reflection of the sky in the pools of water on the ground? Do I feel the nostalgia creeping or do I investigate the present? 

SERIOUS LADY

Linearness