a few years back i spent some time in cape town, south africa. a few years back. wow. it feels like yesterday. there was so much i saw worth sharing. so much beauty, sorrow, honesty. history. my trip felt like a dichotomy. a disunion, even post-apartheid. however, amongst the discord and clamor was a still beauty and tranquility i feel the need to share. here are a few select photos that captured beauty. it was everywhere.
District 6 Museum
District Six was named the Sixth Municipal District of Cape Town in 1867. Originally established as a mixed community of freed slaves, merchants, artisans, labourers and immigrants, District Six was a vibrant centre with close links to the city and the port. By the beginning of the twentieth century, however, the history of removals and marginalisation had begun.
|streets of cape town.|
|beautiful sunset. calling all the angels.|
|camp's bay. oh do i love the beach. there is nothing like it.|
|blue sky. sandy feet.|
|take it in, little man.|
|you can always find beauty when you open your eyes|
|joy. untampered, heart felt, wind in your hair, joy.|
|relish in the sunshine.|
|cannot be beat.|
|delish little toes in the sand.|
|these guys were happy, too.|