there is a change in the air

The last few days have been hectic but quite exciting. Now, just as I  found a moment to update this blog, adding a new short story, I see that I am momentarily separated from the USB that contains the story in question, so that will have to wait. Mees found the perfect photo for my 'Watching the Rain ' story but that will have to wait as well.

In a few weeks time we'll be back in Mozambique, and then there are all sorts of new things coming up. I can't believe how many visitors we have had while we've been away. Well, they have all been ones we didn't meet, but they made it in absentia. Not many people actually get as far as Mossuril to visit us, but in the past couple of months, this has not been the case. It feels strange to be away while people from all over the world have trekked out to the egde of the Indian Ocean to see what we're doing and say hello. I hope it is an on-going trend and more people will follow when I am actually back.

Sometimes one becomes aware of impending Change as though it were a tangible object rather than an idea. I have been feeling a big change in the air for weeks now. Something is about to happen, to take off, and change my life: the feeling is definitely a good one.  It is always easy, with hindsight, to re-write history and say, 'I knew that was going to happen'; so I'll go on record now, before the event, - whatever that event might be - and say I feel it coming. It is in the air. It makes me smile to myself as I walk around Amsterdam. What, I wonder, can it be?

My new short story: 'He Came to me like a Humming Bird' will be posted by tomorrow