between the pages - Mossel Bay

A boy at the post office on Marsh St Mossel Bay

The red light on the harbour wall of Mossel Bay

The tide pool at the point of Mossel Bay
The point of Mossel Bay



I had a book once that worn and raged on the outside did nothing to show for the pages beneath that smooth red tattered exterior. When I turned the pages a whole world came alive to me, characters, people places, stories.... I could loose myself to whole years of existence in a single day...Locked away in my room with just the noise of pages turned, with just the sound of my heart beating, with just the rustle of the curtains fluttering in the wind. But I wasn't there in that room, I was out the window carried far above the world that I knew, to the world between the pages.
Sometimes, somehow I recognise pages from my book as I walk through days...and I smile because I remember....
My world between the pages.