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A black widow spider in my herb box

Strangely I don’t think I’ve ever seen a black widow (button) spider before.  Now I discover that there’s one living in my herb box.  Discovery made when we found it preying on a carpenter bee stuck in it’s web.  Not entirely comfortable with this fact as I now read that their venom can be fatal to children.  PS, the first ... Read More »

Our second car breakdown in Harrismith, when co-incidence is not cool

Glancing at the travel tab here on Skimming Stones you will see that we love exploring South Africa extensively. We travel hundreds of kilometres on dirt roads. We have visited isolated places like Die Hell and Tankwa Karoo National Park. We have only had car break downs twice, and both flipping times have been in Harrismith. That kind of syncronicity ... Read More »

A touch of divinity at The Little Church Tea Garden in Van Reenen

  In 1999 my father married Charlotte at the Little Church in van Reenen. It seats 8 people and is the smallest consecrated church in the Southern Hemisphere. When the minister walked in to the full church with guest spilling out the back door, to conduct the wedding ceremony, he exclaimed “Hallelujah! It’s a revival”. Caught up in wedding festivities ... Read More »

Starman waiting in the sky – coming to terms with a world without Bowie

Outside the world of instant communication, David Bowie was still alive in my world, the day after his death.  On our road trip, drought parched Karoo scenery assaulted my field of vision, myriad deaths surrounded me, brown grass bereft of life, skeletal antelope, warthog brave with hunger grazed on bended knee.  Bowie was still alive in this world, his death had ... Read More »

Foster’s Manor and Nostalgie restaurant in Oudtshoorn

On our extended road trip from Jo’burg to Cape Town some wonderful treasures were discovered.  The encompassing  feeling at Foster’s Manor in Oudtshoorn is one of nostalgia. Appreciation was tinged with regret that we no longer live in a time where craftsmen took real pride in what they created, even the term craftsman is generally rendered obsolete. I uttered many ... Read More »