S omething happened on a boulder in the Little Karoo earlier this year. I have been finding the language for it ever since. This is as close as I have come. It was an ordinary afternoon. The kind the Karoo makes look extraordinary without any effort at all. I had gone for a walk, the [...]

J une 1st marks six months, and I want to tell you how it began. We arrived December first, last year. In Summer in the Little Karoo  which is not the polite, golden summer of postcards. It is the full, uncompromising, heat-pressing-down-on-everything summer of a land that does not soften itself for newcomers. We had [...]