“What are you running away from?”
“What makes you think I’m running from something?”
“If not from something then from yourself…”
Deep beneath the Winterhoek valley I found a place to stay
and I was so sure of what I was looking for
it wasn’t merely to take a day away.
I had visions of an old farmhouse surrounded by vineyards
through which I hiked down to dams, accompanied by the owners dog.
Just some air, that was all.
A little time away from the beautifully frantic hustle of Loop and Long.
That’s when I found Tulbagh
as if plucked from the forefront of my mind
perfectly and wonderfully full-filling the tranquility I was searching for.