Though I have been based in Joburg for the past 25 years, I was raised in a tiny township in the Natal Midlands. The Midlands is a place of such haunting beauty that it is difficult to forget the opening lines of Alan Paton’s novel Cry, the Beloved Country — lines that pay tribute to the natural splendour of the Mzimkhulu valley in the Midlands.

The tragic truth is that when you grow up in a place surrounded by beauty you don’t see or appreciate it while you are there. It is only once you go away from it that you are reminded of your blindness. You wonder to yourself: how could I not have seen this?..

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