OYSTERHOOD is reclusiveness or solitude, or an overwhelming desire to stay at home.
Cheesecake with coffee first thing in the morning.
Sjoe! The Storm. My nights are usually interrupted at around three to four, before I return to sleep and wake up around seven nowadays. Last night, the gap arrived earlier and lasted longer, and I did wonder how strong the architectural core of this cottage was and couldn’t decide whether to worry or not in the middle of the epic, stormy night.
The morning was sun, rain, rainbows and indecision about whether to stay in bed or next to the fire, or risk a walk in-between the showers. I had some work to finish, so I did. The fire and the sun helped to keep me warm.
We managed a walk with spectacular views before lunch. I experience awe whenever I walk in these kind of landscapes.
After lunch, Billy offered us a guided walk up a gorge. Shortly after we set out, he lent me his macro lens for the cellphone camera and I was able to experiment a bit while we wandered around for the next two-and-a-half hours, with a hot chocolate (delicious) and poetry recital (inspiring) break in the middle.
I loved every second of the walk and, even though it took some getting used to, I enjoyed the macro lens a lot and will get one the moment I get back to Cape Town.
I go to bed a relaxed Karina, who has seen many beautiful things today.
Be kind. Wear a mask. Support local.
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