OYSTERHOOD is reclusiveness or solitude, or an overwhelming desire to stay at home.
The Moti brothers were freed. FW de Klerk died. The mini-budget speech was delivered. Eskom announced that loadshedding will be suspended tomorrow morning (for now). And it wasn’t even three in the afternoon yet. Interesting times on steroids.
I just worked all day long until four-thirty when I left Noordhoek (where I was completing work on a manuscript with an author) and went to join a few lovely friends for drinks and a light supper. It was a beautiful late afternoon/evening full of true magic.
But all day long I have been thinking about McGregor. I am going there for the Poetry Festival and a few days of just sitting in the sun and doing NOTHING. The idea of these idle sunlit hours in McGregor makes me want to travel there immediately, even now in the middle of the night. Soon …
Until then, I continue dreaming.
Be kind. Wear a mask. Support local. Get vaccinated, please.
“Physical distancing remains one of the key strategies to curb this pandemic.”