Mother City/Table Mountain
I am relishing reconnecting with my beloved Table Mountain.
After my years in pristine peace on my tiny remote farm, squatting in the city does not sit comfortably. She stinks, she can be too hot, polluted and windswept, but this 'Mother City' is very definitely powered by the energies of The Mountain in its midst.
Somehow wandering on her flanks really grounds me and I'm loving juxtaposing city and nature.
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