Waking up in the Karoo in winter is always an experience involving all the Senses!
“We look again at the rise of the early sun. The ravenlocks are now all golden and radiant…”
First Thought…. is this going to be a freezing couple of days, or hopefully milder than expected?
First Sound…the Tractor revving itself up, an unmistakeably deep throaty sound of rebellion in the early morning.
First Sight…. the falling moon and the imminent sunrise. How is it that the Sun rises, and the Moon drops at equivalent moments? – how gracious is our Creation?
First Taste…that Filter Coffee!
First Sensation…the crispest Karoo morning, biting into one’s cheeks with a vengeance!
And so the day unfolds…. I never feel more alive than when waking on that first morning in the Karoo.