21st July 2005

So, here at Jo'burg airport again. Malawi now then Europe on Saturday.
The jasmine--a harbinger of spring--is already out in my garden. I'll attempt a photo on Saturday. (Just for Badger, of course.)
So what?
It's too early. Way too early, at least a month. No doubt we'll get another cold snap. I have very distinct memories of this time a year ago, when I spent quite sometime out-of-doors, and froze my ass off, at least until I got on another plane and made for warmer climes, chiefly (but by no means exclusively) meterologically-speaking.
You'll know the smell of jasmine. Sometimes it's the smell of rebirth, optimism and a second chance.
Sometimes it's just jasmine.