Pretoria

Our street:
It's that dazzling time of year. The entire city beneath a purple haze of jacaranda blossoms. My heart swells so huge every time I step outside. The air is charged with thunderstorms. It's good to be home. My love for it all overwhelms me.
In celebration of being here now I'm reading all my favourite South African authors. Polished off JM Coetzee's autobiographical novels (but do yourself a favour and start with 'Disgrace') and am onto the genius Ivan Vladislavic. If you want to get under the skin of Joburg, read his latest.
Wish you were here ;)