So there we were, having finished off the most fabulous prawn braai on a Sunday afternoon when it hit me that the world always looks amazing in a glass of chenin blanc.
Having feasted on little bits of prawn legs, Madison was calling it a day.
Gerald the beaded gecko, who Graeme bought in Cape Town, now lives on the patio dining table.
A red zinnia glows after being sprinkled.
The impatiens are still doing alright in their little shady garden.
Nasturtiums climbed on up the wall along with the loofah vine next to the vegetable patch.
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