Bishopsford Bonsai Nursery
It was on the outskirts of suburban Constantia, tucked away behind an ordinary suburban gate, that we stumbled upon a most magical find one Sunday – a patch of earth dedicated to the cultivation and...
View ArticleUncle Charlie
It lined up perfectly. Meeting uncle Charlie and visiting his wholesale nursery outside Atlantis. I was pushing a trolley back from the dump thinking about the hot Monday morning sun when Andrew called...
View ArticleAlaskan Film Visions
The USA has never had a huge pull for me, I’ve had my fill of Marvel comics turned into movies and presidential elections to feel that I don’t need anymore America in my life. But Alaska seems...
View ArticleWeatherwax Soap, a tribute
A quick note from Nadia: There are few things in life that excite me more than coming across people who dive head first into obscure and age-old crafts with abandon so recklessly passionate that there...
View ArticleMeet the makers of the Ribola Art Route
The sun is beating down from the wide Limpopo sky and my limbs take on the familiar kind of heaviness they always seem to do when confronted with unfamiliar heat. Apart from a thin sliver steadily...
View ArticleGringos and Flamingos
I don’t know exactly where in Bolivia these photos were taken, but I think about them often. I guess I could have taken more of an interest in the route we were taking from Tupiza, through the Bolivian...
View ArticleFossils, foraging, flying insects and feral rabbits – an alternative...
Eighteenth century English writer, Samuel Johnson, once famously said: “If you’re tired of London, you’re tired of life.” Well, I’ve never been to London, but I’m sure it’s true. Just as I’ve found it...
View ArticlePostcards from a pilgrim: Camino Portugués on 35mm film
For a short while there I was a pilgrim. I even carried a passport that identified me as such. A peregrina with a heavy pack on her back and a pair of ugly – but sturdy and trustworthy and supportive –...
View ArticleImmersive travel means giving travel a chance to make your memories
It was late afternoon and we hadn’t walked as much on this day as we did the days before. We decided to stop because we found a flat stretch of grass beside a river. While it’s easy to find a river in...
View ArticleA short way from here
In March we were fortunate enough to squeeze in two camping weekends in a row. A favourable month for tent adventures with still-swimmable weather during the peak of day and roaring campfires for the...
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