Shiraz

At 6:00am the harvest started for the first red - the Shiraz. All night long gale force winds were blowing around the house and all senses are alert to veld fires. The picking temperatures were moderately cooler than in any of the past years.

The many power failures over the past three days had finally laid waste to my beautiful Mac computer. A trip to Cape Town later and the answer was that they won't even look at the problem before next week, never mind ordering parts. Without Skype I miss seeing my grandchild in Germany and friends around the world, since my PC does not have camera or microphone.