Is it the here and now that matters? Is
it what we bring back? Is it both? If it's what we bring back, then
it's this: two skulls from leopard kills – one a klipspringer, one
a dassie; a rough, hand-carved piece of donkey cart from along the
hundred year old road; half a rusted horse shoe; a luminous,
moon-like, pebble; a hexagonal quartz crystal; a pressed disa. Also
photographs and memories, a tired body, a re-kindled desire to spend
more time in places of beauty, and an inspiration to save
mockingbirds.
Sandra and I are much more strategic
about the ending of this year's family trip into the mountains, than
we are about the beginning. By the end we are more in tune.
