Spring! Coming soon! My thoughts fly to Papkuilsfontein, the farm where we have spent so many happy spring days, and will again soon.
Here are a short poem and a picture, to give you an idea.
The system thinks its world
Tuned to sand, light, rain. Stay or flee,
feast, fast. Eyes, peering from dark hides.
Seven dassies watch us apprehensively.
Overhead and right, the harrier scans and glides.
Scats everywhere, tracks, paths not going.
Birds, insects, pollen fuzz,
flowers meet faceted eyes.
Wing-hum, landing after windy landing,
beckoning petals unfurled.
The system thinks its world.