I enjoy the start of a new year and welcome it as a time to take stock, declutter and start afresh. This year I am taking stock of this blog which, according to the statistics, seems to have far more readers than I imagine. It has certainly served its initial purpose from seven years ago when I wanted a space to flex my writing muscles, blog about positive SA stories and other issues that interested me.
After I completed my creative writing MA, I did a small revamp of the header and changed the content to reflect more of my current interests in South African history and its legacies. Since becoming immersed in further studies, I don't seem to have the time to keep the blog updated as regularly as I would like. This is my first post since October - eish! That was just before a trip to the USA and my first Thanksgiving with all the trimmings.
Our Canadian hosts had welcomed us as well as foreign students, their Canadian neighbours and a Lebanese/Ghanaian/Japanese friend. So out of a party of 15 or 16, there were only two Americans, but Venezuelans, an Indian, a Romanian, and someone from the Dominican Republic ... it was my favourite kind of gathering, sitting around the table, sharing food and stories from all over the world, with people of all ages and cultures.
The turkey had been soaked in brine for four days in preparation, our host had planned it down to the last detail but happily extended her table to fit in more. The Venezuelans brought starters, and we had an Indian and Romanian dessert.
So, I started out this blog wondering if I should suspend my irregular writing habits but I seem to have taken stock (which is what writing helps me do) and perhaps this isn't the last you will hear from me. Wishing you love, peace and understanding for the year ahead.
Our Canadian hosts had welcomed us as well as foreign students, their Canadian neighbours and a Lebanese/Ghanaian/Japanese friend. So out of a party of 15 or 16, there were only two Americans, but Venezuelans, an Indian, a Romanian, and someone from the Dominican Republic ... it was my favourite kind of gathering, sitting around the table, sharing food and stories from all over the world, with people of all ages and cultures.
The turkey had been soaked in brine for four days in preparation, our host had planned it down to the last detail but happily extended her table to fit in more. The Venezuelans brought starters, and we had an Indian and Romanian dessert.
Our host with her magnificent bird |
A cornucopia of goodness - company, food and conversation |
The festivities were preceded by a walk in the cold, bright, fresh air.
So, I started out this blog wondering if I should suspend my irregular writing habits but I seem to have taken stock (which is what writing helps me do) and perhaps this isn't the last you will hear from me. Wishing you love, peace and understanding for the year ahead.
The place to improve the world is first in one's own head and heart and hands.
- Robert M. Pirsig
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