My father’s house

Every good home has a scent that is familiar to all those who belong to it. A scent that can be described but can’t be described at the same time. A scent that embodies every memory etched into the walls of the house. Every meal shared, every sibling fight, every laugh, every tear, every memory.……

The Voyage

The Voyage sung by Amanda Cook. I’ve listened to the song many times and I listened to it the most during the nerve-wrecking but exciting time just before I moved to Windhoek. And now as I enjoy the city’s beauty, like the breathtaking city sunset pictured above, I feel more and more at home here. “What……