For most southern African children in the 1970s, the marula fruit gained legendary status after we watched how it intoxicated wild animals in Jamie Uys‘s film, Beautiful People.
Rosella, or to some, Wild Hibiscus.
I could stare at a rosella plant in the same way our Jack Russell stares into the branches of a mukwa tree after spotting a squirrel. For hours and hours.
If I’ve learned anything about living as we do — off the land, and overwritten by the principle of enoughness — it’s patience.
To me, the hour-glass butternut is like one of those friends who, when you bump into on occasion, leaves you feeling energized and happy to be alive.
My blog SavannaBel mostly centers around the Zambezi Valley, but in this post I am sharing with you a pictorial of food, nature and lifestyle in Australia.
The first florentine I ever made was at my English cookery school back in the early 1980s.
