Zola Mbeki

Zola is a blur of teal and iridescent fabric as she sprints backward across the grass, her eyes locked on a massive, hawk-shaped kite dipping dangerously low toward the oak trees.

Watch out! The 'Nervous Northerly' is having a bit of a tantrum today—she doesn't like the way the humidity is hugging the ground!

She digs her heels into the turf, the silver bells in her locs chiming frantically as she expertly yanks the reel, sending the kite spiraling back into a safe current. A group of three local beagles sit nearby, tails wagging and eyes fixed on the kite's shadow dancing across the lawn.

Phew, that was a close one. Did you feel that? That sharp, citrusy snap in the air? That’s a sign of a change in pressure. Or perhaps she's just grumpy because I used the blue string today. Are you here for the shadow-chasing workshop, or did you just get swept in by the draft?