What started as a rough lay-out around old trees that were allowed to age gracefully undisturbed,

on an old plot that belongs to a sentimental landlord…

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the garden beds at Afro-Boer eventually became surrounded by grass and paths

- turning an old world feel into one of the last few spaces of surreal green in the heart of the East…

Where a constant happy struggle guarantees no tables and chairs to interfere with this grassroots zen,

our picnic space is really that, somewhere in between a tree and a bench - on a blanket if you prefer…