To spread a picnic blanket on the lawns of Kirstenbosch Botanical Gardens on a summer Sunday evening, to sit, sprawl, stand or dance, drink in hand ...this is Cape Town - is an exceptional experience.
It doesn't matter if you're there for the music, the gardens, the people - ( so many beautiful people, where do they all come from- no really? ) - it's the combination and then you look up at the mountain and *sigh* - a very deep and satisfied *sigh* and happily pour another glass of wine.
Long ago as young mothers with first, then 2nd and yes, some of us 3rd children, we would get together weekly, mainly for our sanity, often in Kirstenbosch under the big tree.
This last Sunday one of those little tots took to that stage with a bunch of his friends and owned it.
They played with such joy and exuberance-
We loved them, Cape Town loved them!
They played with such joy and exuberance-
We loved them, Cape Town loved them!
After Al Bairre came Shortstraw, another fabulous Indie rock band - by the end of the evening everyone was on their feet...even those who were having trouble finding their feet.
Bless you dear Kyle for giving us moms a perfectly plausible excuse to jump up and down, sing, shout and cheer like our teenage selves would have done.
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