Competing or completing
Competing or completing? A single vleiloerie (Burchell’s coucal) piped lyrically from somewhere in the undergrowth. The rain bird, they call it. I was in Plettenberg Bay for a week and […]
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Competing or completing? A single vleiloerie (Burchell’s coucal) piped lyrically from somewhere in the undergrowth. The rain bird, they call it. I was in Plettenberg Bay for a week and […]
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‘By the grace of God.’ This was the whisper on my lips as I dipped my head and settled into the starting blocks for the 400m race at the New
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Boxes and Bubble-wrap They stood, imposing. Silently surrounding the house that had been freshly coated with white paint. Some crowded at the front door. Others congregated at the large glass
“For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.” Read More »
The beauty of brokenness Sheryl: Brokenness “What happened to you?” I was often confronted with this question at school. Kids are usually more honest than adults. They ask direct questions.
Your fiercest running rival. Sandy’s thoughts: Identify your running rival In the 35 years that I was involved in education, award ceremonies often left me a little sad. Don’t get
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Seeds and seasons Seasons Seeds are the tiny beginnings of exciting new seasons! When one season nears its end, there is always another one waiting to begin. Seeds and seasons
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Step out to dance. Step out to dance the dance of life Thirty years ago, when I was eight years old, I made a decision not to have my shoes
Unfettered… The hum of bees fills the orchards. Birdsong swells upwards into the expansive blue dome above the slopes of the Soutpansberg Mountains. Even the harsh chant of the touracos
Africa: 05h30 05h30. Sheryl arrives outside the farmhouse in her Suzuki Jimny. She always seems to bring some wind with her when she pulls in – full speed and then
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Someone is following me? Have you ever had the feeling that you’re being followed? I was warming up on the deserted track during one of my recent training sessions at