Back To The Sabi Sabi
The same un-sharpened pencil is still in my room and everything appears to be untouched. This is such a special place .
Sitting and looking over the Sand River listening to the sounds of the bush, the sights and smells of this hilltop are so familiar. In the distance I can hear the baboons barking, feeding in a close Jackleberry tree. Youngsters getting reprimanded, running up and down the tree, falling and breaking branches. They only distract me slightly from the beauty of this magnificent hilltop.