I have a farm in Africa …

How I wish those words were true! I want to sit on the wide, cool porch of my farm house with a cup of steaming moerkoffie and stare over the bushveld at the springbok playing. I want to breathe fresh air and listen to the windpomp creaking in the background as the sun sets in reds and golds on the horizon.

There is something about the wildness of Africa’s bush that speaks to a part of me that I sometimes forget exists. When we visit South Africa, specifically one of the many National Parks where the animals roam free, I am reminded of that part of me. It is where my soul breathes.

Photos taken at Pilanesberg, South Africa. (July 2011)

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  1. #1 by Phillip on August 10, 2011 - 2:22 pm

    Can we join on the porch…really nice pics…

    • #2 by Celia on August 10, 2011 - 2:47 pm

      Thanks! Bring the coffee and you are welcome to join :)

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