
so these are not just any rocks...but ones at the cape of good hope. good hope.
it seems a little much, no? over the top in language.
good hope?
yet as common as breathing to name that location. Does everyone know about the cape of good hope? sort of like knowing about the garden of the gods? or victoria falls. or
if you watch out my window, you will inevitably see ceramics people cycling by on the old lady bikes. To see these people, moving past, is always just a little entertaining for me. On their way to...
Jane, with her good posture, perched. or this one today...whose name i cannot remember...to ride a bike in character. perfect.
good hope.