Saturday, November 10, 2012

New things.

A time of novelty.
For weeks now I have been waiting for the Jacaranda trees to start flowering. The branches were full of swelling purple black buds which burst into bloom overnight. The Southeaster took the first flush of blossoms in one fell swoop, covering the pavements with a lilac veil.

Every morning as I drove to work, I saw the bus terminus under the bridge unfolding with new beauty. Freddy Sam was painting, Miss Lovell crafting her mosaics.

The Madiba money came out.
Strangers compared notes in supermarket queues.

A car
grew fur.

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