The dawn has broken: soft whispers heard,
carried by pollen on the wind,
murmuring gently into burnished Autumn leaves.
Friends gather, collecting, mobilising, tailoring hidden stories,
sourcing secret gems~
Embedded deep within the heart of
until thoroughly embraced by soft fleecy blankets,
round a crackling fire,
and hibernation is near complete, we will incubate and calibrate.`
From within silky warm cocoons,
slowly emerge and unfold, carefully tendered,
swirling aromas, mulled from a full-bodied deep purple vine.
Take flight on powdered wings to inhale
the first enigmatic perfumes of spring,
drawn by intoxicating nectars,
on tongues tantalised in taste and delight,
infused and indulged.
When finally, thawed by an aqua blue sky,
cast in rays from a formidable sun.
Oceans tease light,
sparkling diamonds to its skin,
nostrils flared wide, pulling salt from the air,
yearn dreamily for surf never ending,
shores crawl wishes, answered by a thunderous
Senses basking like children,
memories safely planted in the warmth of the sand.
Touching spaces between toes,
clung to soles underfoot, secured to a wonderous earth.
Ink will scribe paper, brushed from lips fully heard.
To launch in Summer 2019.
our community palette.
Celebrate and experience the beauty
we have, here and now…
Come visit our spirit
in the Garden Route…