This is my house! Just a pinpoint on Planet Earth, but my world, where I am, I do and I share my life with those closest to my heart. Nothing spectacular, but home to me.
Over the years, the family of two newly weds, grew into a family of five. With the growing family, the houses also grew bigger. By the time that the youngest of the family left home, we found ourselves in a large house, with an even larger garden, in Naboomspruit, Limpopo, more than 1,500 kilometres North East (as the crow flies) from where we started out as a family of two.
I have not always lived here. I started life in another small house far from here, also with those closest to my heart, but that house and those ones have now returned to dust or moved away and on with their own lives and only very fond memories remain.
Hubby and I started our married life in a tiny house above the beautiful bay of Saldanha, on the West Coast of South Africa. A one-bedroom house that was so small that you had to close the door of the fridge before you could open the door of the oven.
We felt quite lost in this big, empty house and we decided that we needed a smaller house with a smaller garden that would be less costly and easier to maintain. Within a week our house was sold and we found the perfect house in a row of townhouses next to the only park in our town. There are only 7 houses in the complex and we live in the last one in the row. We have been in this house now for 5 years and it has become home not only to my husband and I, but also to my children.
Our garden is tiny but still a place to soak up the sun and breath our fresh, pure Bosveldt air. Just enough for two people to enjoy and manage....
...well, almost manage during the rainy season!