Across the Blogosphere. Across the World.

I often find myself trying to explain what blogging means to me – how it’s helped me connect with people, both here in Joburg and around the world. It’s hard to convey though. The only people who truly understand are other bloggers.

I have this blogging friend named Francis. I don’t know Francis personally; in fact, I hardly know anything about him. I know that he lives in Northern Ontario, about as far from Johannesburg as you can get. He suffers from serious health problems that keep him housebound most of the time. I know that Francis writes a blog called Niltsi’s Spirit, and I know that he is an artist. He writes stark, gut-wrenching poems and takes beautiful photographs. I know that Francis loves animals and nature, and his Wordpress username is Spiral Dreamer. Other than that, Francis is a mystery to me.

I thought about Francis as I wrote my last post, Spiraling, first because Francis is the Spiral Dreamer and second because I knew he would appreciate Spiral Aloe in the same way that I do. He left a lovely comment, and I commented back.

This morning I opened my email and found a blog post by Francis, called She said…. The post consisted of a 10-line poem. The poem is about me. Click here to read it.

I cried when I read Francis’ poem. A lot.

I don’t have a relevant photo to go with this post. But in honor of Francis, who I know loves dogs, here is a photo I took of a friend’s dog on the Melville Koppies yesterday. Hopefully the friend won’t mind.

Thanks, Francis. I hope to meet you someday…if not in this life, then definitely in the next one.


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Sunday Morning at 44 Stanley Avenue

How have I never blogged about 44 Stanley Avenue, the coolest shopping and dining complex in Joburg, which is only five minutes from my house?

44 Stanley sign surrounded by trees
The entrance to 44 Stanley Avenue.

I guess it’s wrong to say I’ve never blogged about 44 Stanley; I’ve mentioned it countless times over the years (see here and here) when writing about specific restaurants or shops that are there. But I’ve never written a dedicated post about 44 Stanley as a destination and it’s about time I did – especially now, with the holidays upon us.

Photos From Braamfontein's Indwe Park

I’ve been dreadfully uninspired lately, struggling to think of anything I want to blog about despite having a long list of great ideas (many of which you, my readers, provided in September). I’m finding it hard to feel positive about life at the moment. But on Saturday Thorsten and I got the chance to visit Indwe Park, an indigenous garden and sculpture park in Braamfontein, and I knew I had my topic for today.