Under the spreading avocado tree,
The village smithy stands....
Wait a minute, something's wrong with that poem. We are the ones under the avocado trees right now. We have left dear old Cape Town for a few weeks, and drove north for two days to Mokopane, in the Limpopo province where we are based for now.
"Thou wilt keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on Thee, because he trusteth in thee."