Honey, I'm home
The view from here is the kind that stays with you—Table Mountain rising in the distance, draped in its tablecloth of mist, the city tucked at its feet, and the horizon stretching far beyond what the eye can hold.
The view from here is the kind that stays with you—Table Mountain rising in the distance, draped in its tablecloth of mist, the city tucked at its feet, and the horizon stretching far beyond what the eye can hold.