In Johannesburg where I grew up, summer was a time of afternoon thunderstorms. Once the thunder and lightening had passed I used to love the clean air, the smell of dust on the road and the strange green hue to the light. Now I live in Australia but storms still work their magic. Half an …
Roses
There is no purpose to this post other than to enjoy the sight of fresh handpicked roses. I like to keep fresh roses on my desk when I write. Everyone told me when I moved to the Gold Coast that you couldn't grow roses here. They didn't like the humid climate. All roses require is …
It sure is a scary time for boys.
Enough said. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i2OBaE_T9K8
