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.