Wednesday 4 May – Country road, take me home
I guess I shouted too loud. Tomorrow came and with it the open road dragging me back to Johannesburg where near obscurity almost eclipses me!
But first, what better a start to a morning than waiting atop the Highlands Mountain Retreat to welcome the sunrise:
And for as far as the eyes can see, the wonder and beauty of nature slowly rolls from sleep to bask in the warmth of the new rays.
It’s a glorious time. And a befitting start to the last day out in the countryside.
When I’m all warmed up and have trapped the suns glow inside my body, it’s a quick dash down to the gardens for a little stretch and one last look at the night’s abode.
Not bad for a backyard I figure.
It’s all too much to bear: the thought of going…….going…..going home.
A hungry tummy soon sends me hurtling down the road in search of grub. Perhaps something exotic awaits me!
Oh how easily the miles go by! Soon I am nearing civilisation and all it brings. But there are no Cherokees to be found or even places to hide. I must be in…….
At the Valley Cats Espresso Cafe I chill in the shade – I guess you could say I have a hint of my future – forgotten in the shadows.
One last swallowing session – who is to say if this is my last meal – and one last look at comfy surrounds.
Oh, this is beautiful, but it’s all too much to bear. I am too fragile for this!
That darn road drags me away from tranquility. Oh how will I get through this?
As comfort for my weary soul, a short stop in Steynsrus to give thanks for the days gone by.
How blessed has this place been to have the NG Kerk for over 100 years!
And as the road again grabs a hold of me, sucking me back to the city, not even the comfort of a stranger can console me now.
Not even the traffic warden can stop the flow of the sadness……………
…… not even the extinguisher is within reach to tame it all.
So, its one last look out the window.
One last glimpse into the open wide spaces of fresh air and freedom.
One last shout into the wind.
One last look at the countryside.
And I close my eyes, too tight to see anything at all, as we whizzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz back to the city.
Back to the concrete jungle.
Back to near obscurity for me!