This picture of Devil’s Peak from Claremont is like a time machine. I can smell, feel and hear this picture, which transports me back to a specific time and place.

I know the morning smell of Cape Town’s Southern Suburbs, with the oak trees and the distinct aroma of fynbos drifting down from Kirstenbosch gardens. I can feel the cold, sticky dew on the Kikuyu grass, and I remember the misty vale of morning heat on Devil’s Peak that signaled a hot day and strong South Easterly wind.

As I look at the picture, I can hear the noise of the M3 from morning traffic near Rhodes Drive and Claremont Main Road as the city wakes up and gets ready for school and work. It’s a memory that’s etched into my mind and triggered every time I see this picture.

The picture captures the essence of this time and place, and I’m transported back to those moments every time I look at it. It’s like stepping into a time machine and experiencing that morning’s sights, sounds, and smells all over again.

This mountain reminds me of the beauty of Cape Town’s Southern Suburbs and the memories tied to this place. It’s more than just a snapshot of a landscape – it’s a portal to a time and a place that will always hold a special place in my heart.

Thanks @Maven_Insights, for sharing the Cape Town morning