I presented my class with a story about three mice (in the form of kamishibai, Japanese paper theatre) and in the process the old black board came into use again. I took photos with my cellphone and just adjusting the image with “autolevel” in the … Continue reading Of Mice and Pigs (and Cats)
It is said that the location of the Beerfeld Galgen was chosen to let the condemned see the beauty of the world one more time before he left it to make him feel his loss even more. It is indeed a beautiful place with a … Continue reading If You Were Given the Choice
This private letterbox pays hommage to a time when correspondence was different: delivered by postal riders, announcing their arrival by horn. Ironically, this form of correspondence is about to go the way of the old postal service, just as the horses became obsolete. No more post horn, no more fancy letterboxes.
These are the blossoms of an Osmanthus burkwoodii – and the wonderful scent is even in the name: osma is smell in Greek, and anthos is flower. Ragtag Daily Prompt: Aroma
On 6 June 1991 South African laws changed and allowed adoption across the “colour bar” as it was called. Exactly a week later we had a long meeting with our social worker at her home and after several hours we proceeded to the Princess Alice Adoption Home where we were told six baby boys waited for parents. Would we like to pick one? (Explanation: this was NOT standard practice by Johannesburg Child Welfare but several mishaps along the way had led to that unique situation.)
This is my husband and one of the social workers with two of the babies.
Two days later, we were parents! And 15 months later, we adopted a second boy.