Entries by Lara Thomas

Power out

As I write this, I’m in the dark (not only because it’s late and my daughter is sleeping right next to me) but because, at this moment in time, my home’s power is off. Note that I didn’t call it loadshedding. I didn’t call it that because I don’t think it is loadshedding. I do […]

All three of us in the bathroom

Kit has these sponge ‘stickers’ that stick to the bathtub when wet. They’re all sea creatures. There’s a squid and a whale and a crab and starfish (you get the idea). At bath time, I’ve taken to asking her which one is her favorite. I hold up the octopus and the swordfish, and I ask […]

The good, the beautiful and the bad of the day

The good (leaning towards just okay): Growing up we weren’t allowed coca-cola except on Mondays. On Mondays, we went to my gran’s house and she always had coke and my mom made a special concession. We’d drink it with ice in these very bright aluminium cups. There’s nothing quite as delicious as really cold coke […]

Go

This afternoon Jess told me that she read yesterday’s blog. She said she felt sad that I had let the one “like” make me gunshy about posting a photograph. She told me that when she read it, she thought, no – she thought, “You go, girl”. “Go” happens to be one of the first words […]

Frogs and fruit

Walking is almost never a bad idea – even when it’s windy (somehow being in the wind is not never as bad as watching the wind, imagining you’re in it). I’m going to leave that mistake in, “not never as bad”. Beautiful prose. I ummed and arhhhed about going for a walk this evening. Eventually, […]

6 minutes

Amidst provisional tax and searching for hairbands and cutting oranges and pushing a button to make the alarm stop beeping after load shedding, it is easy to forget how lucky we are to live where we do. This evening I drove 6 minutes to an elopement on Signal Hill. The couple travelled from Nashville, Tennessee […]

A duck and the sky

When I was in nursery school I painted this duck (or maybe it’s a goose?) I’m not sure how old I was at the time but I know that I was young – 4 or 5? It doesn’t really matter. I wanted to share the painting because of the feet. You’ll see that the blue […]

30 minutes

Last night Jess and I drove back from a very good friend’s 40th and since they live quite far away, we had 30 minutes to ourselves to just talk. I once heard on a podcast about these brothers that always go on a hike when they have to have difficult conversations. The harder the conversation […]

Blue Cafe

Lovely morning coffee spot (see photograph below). What you may not notice at first glance? There is a set of salt and pepper cellars on the wall (placed out of Kit’s view by a kind waiter). The sugar container has also been strategically removed, only after Kit used it as a shaker, walking up and […]