Dear Love...Your GPS works so well!

Dear Love...


If I'd known that all I had to do was write  you a letter...Baby, I would have P O Boxed you a long time ago.

I love how you just waltzed into my life as if you hadn't been solicited! You jut came in and spread your wholesome self all over the place.  No introductions, no explanation for previous absence, no apologies, no small talk.  No not  you Love... I know now that it is because you were always there  , much like the sun, the moon and red on Coca-Cola.  Just because I did not see you...

Its like mist lifting at the first kiss of sunlight to reveal clear blue skies that were always there .  You just float there patiently waiting for us to be ready to receive you. My my my...if only I'd known  that you wanted me to learn so many lessons  I would not have resented your absence. After all none  appreciates freedom like a freed slave.

Oh you wanted me to fall in love with me first, to learn how to express myself, how to dry my own tears and pick myself up from ground zero.  How to love my solitude and have deep conversations with myself.  To celebrate myself and become my own inspiration. Yeses!   You wanted me to be strong and confident and ready for you!  Damn love,  you wanted me to  build a firm career, convince the bank to give me a house, change motor oil  and eat a candlelit dinner by my bad self!  What grace you have for me!

 Ya no Love  ... " O mphetile 10-0"    ( You beat me 10 -0)   .

There I was thinking you  forgot me but all you wanted was for me to become whole so that my happiness wouldn't depend on someone else.

You are the master Love and I adore  your entourage : kindness, faith, ,hope, joy, peace of mind, patience  and humility.  You really are all the Corinthians say you are!

Thank you Love, for coming my way.  I promise I'll take care of you!

My cup runeth over!

Yours in eternal  gratitude
Mashadi

Love at my finger tips! 

For the  prequel please see  Dear Love , this is where I live ( 11 November 2015,scroll down) 

A Velvet Apple a Day ...

I've always known  that I was born for fine things.  My sign points me to aesthetics.My soul is drawn  to the arrangement of color, shape, texture , form, line and space.  My eyes rest only on beauty... I love a beautiful thing.

It is not often that I come across something that evokes all my senses at the same time. Every , single , one! This rare occurrence when all the senses meet  is what I call perfect beauty   and  it has the power to send me floating into a pleasurable abyss.  It is hypnotic.

Naturally then  I am inclined to search for such perfect beauty as I need it to pull me through all the other moments. And because,  the universe  ever so often hears  the desires of our hearts and  leads us to them; I have found my sanctuary.  This my friends is how I discovered and fell in love with the Velvet Apple Cafe.  There at Number 80 Compensatie Street, in the heart of Polokwane lies heaven's lounge.

              When sight, scent,hearing, taste and  touch meet, the door to  beauty opens.

                      Love of course is a synonym for beauty!


On a  Saturday morning or afternoon or  any day for that matter  ( I say Saturday because I am still working on my campaign to  become a lady of leisure)one might make a trip to the Velvet Apple for a light meal  and most exquisite cup of tea.   The Cafe stocks an assortment of tea varieties from the world over which you may sip at the Cafe and purchase for later indulgence at home.

                        Around the world in 80 teas!

How jealous would the Mad-hatters  be of this pair?

                                    Need I say more?

                                      Shall we call the Lady of the house then ?

                                    Shadi and Sibo...a cup of tea between friends!

                               Quiche anyone?

Yummy yummy yummy I've got love in my tummy and I feel like loving you!


As they say in Verimark adverts " And that's not all"  . This little gem also offers architectural and  interior design services by the prolific Martin- Shawn.  You may have a consultation with him while you drink your tea and really if you like the art piece behind you ...well, you can buy it.  Black Apple Design   can make you a chair, hang you a curtain, fluff you a  cushion and paint you a picture.

 The front room by Black Apple Design.

When dusk falls the Cafe reveals her romantic side and gives you a little corner for you and yours to whisper sweet nothings to each other.   Dinner was a culinary carnival  on Saturday night  starting with   olives (from Greece ,also for sale) on a bed of fresh greens served with ciabata and biltong ritz, followed by rump steak with  snail (from Indonesia) and cheese sauce and  a side of  stuffed peppers. I am willing to bet my last Randella that the answer to world peace lies in their dessert of Japanese berry cheesecake and watermelon sorbet served in a Lindt chocolate basket.

                                           For the starter

                                       
                                        For the mains

                                       And for world peace...or dessert if you will.

                                           And a little bit of this to clear your conscience 

Darling Dewald arranges wedding, weekday or whenever flowers.  The quaint flower shop, Apple Blossom also offers soap, oils and salts to turn any bath into a luxurious experience. 

                                         Because  joy and beauty live here...Shadi and Dewald

I  find that lately I have so much on my plate that I do not  have the time or space to switch off and reconnect with myself.  I have been reminded that no one will give me that time so I just have to grab it.  The Velvet Apple Cafe is the perfect place to relax, unwind and spoil yourself a little bit.  Everybody deserves that kind of attention every once in a while.

And of course " you wanna go where everybody knows your name"