Love, sun and baby blankets

So love. It was bound to come up eventually. Although, I don’t think that up until this point I have spoken about anything else. I have been asked before, ‘Do you remember the first time you fell in love.’ And my answer is, ‘Yes, vividly.’ It was three days before my third birthday. When my little sister was born. I had waited for her you see. I had anticipated her arrival and I had dreamed of what it would be like to have something small and fragile that I could care for and that maybe one day could look up … Continue reading Love, sun and baby blankets

Bush Fires and Sapphire

So it’s bush fire season here at the moment. Wherever you go, wherever you are, the wind always carries the distant sound and smell of a fire burning somewhere else. Sometimes close, sometimes far. Bush-veld fires. They smell…. hot, tired, thirsty, beautiful, like sapphire, but tortured almost. I’ll see one at this time of the year almost every night. I am grateful for: the view I have from my house. My parents cleverly purchased a property situated on top of a hill that now looks over two other suburbs that were once previously veld areas. Like, two years ago. Development is quite … Continue reading Bush Fires and Sapphire

The importance of compliments

So I think it’s very important to give compliments. If someone has done a good job, congratulate them. If they look good, tell them. You lose absolutely nothing from giving a compliment. All you stand to gain is the ability to make another person happy or proud, and to release a bit of positive energy out into the world. Which we all need, we’re all trying our best here… or should be, rather. If someone deserves a compliment, compliment them. And I am not talking about careless flattery here; only give a compliment if you truly mean it and it … Continue reading The importance of compliments

The ugly baby and the troll

So bless I found a picture of myself last night when I was about 2. I actually found this picture in my mother’s wallet. Of course I was going through my mother’s wallet in the hope to find a picture of myself.  I was such a cute baby/toddler. Yes, I know how that sounds but I really was though. Let’s be honest there is nothing worse than an ugly baby. Although they are comical. Like, there’s so much contradiction with them. Like Trolls. Does anyone remember Trolls? The dolls, not the actual fantastical woodland creatures. They’re ugly, but still really cute. But … Continue reading The ugly baby and the troll

Peter Rabbit and the Watering Can

So following on from my previous post about my newly acquired gardening/flower pot joy. I have also recently realised that I love watering cans. For me, a watering can evokes feelings of nostalgia, tranquillity, a hidden garden, in my mind, all in the form of Beatrix Potter illustrations. An extract from The Tale of Peter Rabbit below: “PETER gave himself up for lost, and shed big tears; but his sobs were overheard by some friendly sparrows, who flew to him in great excitement, and implored him to exert himself. MR. McGREGOR came up with a sieve, which he intended to … Continue reading Peter Rabbit and the Watering Can

30 years, begonias and swimming pools.

So my parents have been married for 30 years and 1 day today. If you can do basic logic/maths that means that yesterday was their 30th Wedding Anniversary. I didn’t buy them anything but I bought them lunch. I hope that’s enough. I also make up for it by being an amazing daughter and bringing so much joy into their lives. Or so I keep telling them. They offer no pearls of wisdom as to the secret of a long and happy marriage besides, ‘well, we just put up with each other really.’ Ok, noted. That’s sort of what I … Continue reading 30 years, begonias and swimming pools.

Random Observation

So your friendships and your relationships are supposed to contribute to you, who you are and who you aspire to be. They are supposed to lift you and encourage you and inspire you. And you are supposed to do the same for them. They are not supposed to detract from you and suck the life out of you, nor are you supposed to feed off them. This does happen, because I see it all the time and, well, it’s sad. If you find yourself in a situation where your friends or your significant other are acting to your detriment, or … Continue reading Random Observation

A little mystery, a little poetry, a little different

In 2005 when one of my dear friends left the country, as so many did *angry/sad face,* she gave me a copy of Kahlil Gibran’s, ‘The Prophet.” And it is still, to this day, one of the best gifts I have ever received. On the first page she wrote, ‘A little mystery, a little poetry, a little different.’ She described it perfectly. If you haven’t read it, read it. You’ll see why. Gibran was an artist, philosopher, writer and all round awesome guy. ‘The Prophet’ is his best known work, divided into 26 chapters, each dealing with a certain aspect of life. The … Continue reading A little mystery, a little poetry, a little different

Puff the Magic Dragon and the Pig

So, I had an imaginary friend when I was a little Simone. He wasn’t a dragon. He was a pig. I don’t know why he was a pig. There’s probably a deeper, psychological meaning in that somewhere. Maybe I should research that. Anyway, I often think about him. I wonder where he is. How he is. I wonder if he thinks about me at all. I also often wonder if I should perhaps visit him again. You know, catch up. Fill him in on my life. Of course I won’t. Mainly, no, not because well, it’s weird, but because I … Continue reading Puff the Magic Dragon and the Pig