No shop-sold version of Christmas for Knysna today. Instead of snow, we have morning wind, a beautiful movement of air granting relief from an already scorching summer that’ll only get hotter.
Continuing to diverge from the stereotype will be the non-christians, the majority, participating in a media fed and culture induced religious celebration that has little to do with faith but more expectation from those around them.
Don’t think me jaded. Admittedly, i’m ‘areligious’, non-religious and ‘critic-religious…not sacrilegious. Imagining kids riding new bicycles or hugging a stuffed toy brings a smile to my face. Families spending time together, such a rarity nowadays, is wonderful. It’s a day, no matter how polar opposite opinion may be, that inserts a positive energy into our town. In these challenging times, i have to love that emotional relief and remember to share that with all religions.
On a personal level, it’s a wonderful day too…and has been almost every year for the past decade. Continue reading
Part 1 here…
The un-sumo part of me was that my shorts kept dropping down, testimony to the fact that i’ve lost a lot of weight the past 3 months, most of it the past 2 weeks. I returned to the cottage and weighed myself – 84.6kg. Almost 9kgs down from the 93.5kg i was 3 months ago. I may be looking better overall but only so long as i wear a shirt because the downside is that my torso has become damn flabby, boasting man tits and a boep. But i’m working on it. Hopefully they’ll be gone by Winter.
Nevertheless, these observations made me hungry so i ate the second to last apple, something that wouldn’t have existed if it wasn’t for the fact that my landladies had offered the veggie patch to me before they left for their holiday lions and mosquitoes. So, instead of apples yesterday, i ate fried spinach. I had meant to have potatoes but after about 20 minutes of painful digging into hard soil with a trowel, i hadn’t managed to find them. Either they’re damn deep or the long roots i’m following aren’t potato at all? That question makes me feel so urban. I’ll try again later. Continue reading