The beauty of Kwa-Zulu Natal where I live is a haunting combination of the sublime and the sacrificial. So many are watching it with eyes that reflect their status. The view is magnificent. Although starting to dry off for winter, the Mooi river winds its way along curvy banks with overhanging Willows. The sky is alive with birds of all nature. Crested eagles, Bokmakerie's, Bald Ibis, to name a few. The poverty still remains, the trails of which are corrugated homes scarcely 10 x 10. A rabbit runs across the road. The workers are getting home late as usual along dark roads with no lights. They wave as you dip your lights. The dust of the road leaves their eyes blind. The nano ipod needs charging. It is another day in paradise. Who's I don't know?