Pretty much sums up my holiday mornings. Not pictured: my incessant and awkward singing.
New life goal: write a book in a cottage by the sea on the West Coast of South Africa. I don’t have the topic, but I have the location so that’s half the job done, right? ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I fell head over heals for Paternoster and its quaint and quiet beauty. Everywhere you go you see white and blue houses, fynbos and Karoo succulents. And you can hear the ocean in the background at all times. Such a happy place ✨🌊
The last time I was on a horse, I was 8 years old. I ended up being kicked off said horse and landed on my derrière. Hence the bruised ego and long hiatus. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ Today I got back in the saddle and it was absolutely wonderful. It was early, crisp and cold, it was quiet, all we could hear were the horses’s hooves making their way through the bush, interrupted by the clicketing of birds warning the hippos we were approaching. It was a very meditative experience. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ We saw a family of rhinos, horns and all, and if you’re from here you know it’s kind of a big deal 🦏 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ I’m so glad I got over my fear of horse riding and proved to my sore-butted 8 year old self that you’re never too old to begin again.
Out Of Office ✨🎉👏