This is all of us girls at the 'southern most tip of Africa' -we got there just in time for the sunset! It was beautiful. It's called Cape of Good Hope.
This is me, Sam, Kari and Matt after a day on the ocean fishing with just a few of the fish we caught!
The ostrich that attacked us in Cinsta on our first game drive!
Night time at the Ocean Front in Cape Town. Just like the way the lights were captured.
I suppose a question we must all ask of ourselves at some point, is what exactly will we remember? Is it the people or the places? The sound of movement, unique to each area or the taste of new food? When we learn to appreciate the beauty of the art woven in and around us, maybe then we can learn value. And not just value, but what we value. Maybe we never truly learn anything ourself, it just shows up- appears through the tears and the laughter, the joy and the hurt that makes up our own piece of work. We are always in the process of creating and forming, molding and growing- strung together loosely, yet sturdy. Oh the joy.
"Each of us is an artist, capable of conceiving and creating a vision from the depths of our being." -Dorothy Fadiman
Oh, PS...
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