Traveling to South Africa
Next month, I’m traveling to South Africa. I’ll spend most of my time in Cape Town and I also want to tour through the Garden Route. I’m hoping to meet some of the local communities and hear their stories, as … Read More
Next month, I’m traveling to South Africa. I’ll spend most of my time in Cape Town and I also want to tour through the Garden Route. I’m hoping to meet some of the local communities and hear their stories, as … Read More
I hate to-do lists. I truly do. Why do I hate them so? Let me explain. I have a friend who is a very organized person. Everything in her life has its place, and everything has a time and date. … Read More
Clinton kept quiet. He was holding some great cards, and if he kept his wits about him, the full pot would be his. A good gambler never counts the money in the pot, but Clinton was sure there was more … Read More
Princess Fiona of Emberwild was feeling tired. It was mid-afternoon and she had spent the morning doing very princess-y things, such as presiding over court, giving orders to her minions, and generally trying to pretend that the entire kingdom wasn’t … Read More
In the heart of the forest, deep in the wild,There stands a cabin, a sight to behold.Its walls are of wood, its roof is of thatch,And the windows are small, but they let in the light. The door is ajar, … Read More
The wind swirled outside the pane glass window Through the dim light of the early morning, She stared intently at the yard outside. Leaves blew haphazardly, As the rain pelted the walkway. A strong gust of wind swept the trees, … Read More
The lonely man sat quietly at the table, All of his remaining chips in front of him. A last bet, A desperate gamble. He took a deep breath and looked one last time at his cards. There was an ace. … Read More
Captain Franco grabbed the wheel to steer the zeppelin clear of the approaching thunderheads. They had been flying for over nine hours and were close to their destination. Bad weather appeared on the horizon, threatening the craft, and Captain Franco … Read More
Countenance a bird?Is it by the fields of giant rain,And then, since breaking of a tare. ‘T was wont to the whole.If I am I,And debauchee of gnome,Himself, himself is not comeUntil the north degreeWades so, when the solstice passedThat … Read More