Skapie Stories
A heart lost … and found
It’s a misty morning in the Sondagskloof. Kleinboet and Swartskaap whistle as they look around them. The mist on the farm just about covers the remnants of their proper Valentine’s jol the previous night. Proteas and Speldekussings are still strewn everywhere. And yet, the harvesting team is already hard at work, picking Sauvignon Blanc grapes in the vineyards...