Morgan, Mzikile, and Me
I made an appointment to have my hair cut over the weekend and when I arrived, I was told that their senior price doen’t apply on weekends. They keep their appointment calendar in pencil, so my name was dutifully erased… Watching my graphite name disappear reminded me of my own mortality. One
Shouting at Flowers Doesn’t Work
Sunday was one of those perfect days in Cape Town. Especially if you were in Kirstenbosch and ready for another lesson from KBU—the KirstenBosch University of Life. (Reflecting on the lesson turned out to be a double-period!) I wanted to show my ‘classmate’ of the day how pollination works in
A Pudding, a Smile, and Something That Lasts
I went to Kirstenbosch on Thursday for a birthday treat of a bread-and-butter pudding. No walking, just eating. I always enjoy my visits to the Fynkos Tearoom, so I explained my quick-in, quick-out birthday mission to Mpumi as I placed the order. After a few minutes her colleague Olinda stopped