Donna Darkwolf - My Pretty Sorceress in The Faery Garden

Donna posing for me. The Nonchalant Witch travelling incognito.

There is a Faery Garden near Cape Town - The Swellendam Fairy Sanctuary - otherwise known as “The Continent of Sulina”.
She likes to visit the garden for the “childhood wonder and mystery of it all”.
Donna needs to be surrounded by a magical setting to go with her Strega look - for this particular chapter of her book.
This is for the intro to The Witch in her autobiography: “The Eternal Kiss of the Witch and Soldier”.
The owners know her well. They also know she is a Pagan Priestess - so they are not surprised to see la Donna Strega arrive - dressed like this!

We had been here the previous Sunday for our Eight Anniversary - and that is when we decided to do this witchy shoot here.

We need pictures for her book - so every now and then we head off to a location some where where we can combine BREAKFAST with travelling around in the WOLF.

Fun Fact:  We could not know then - but, the Fairy Sanctury is on the corner of Murray Road and Buitenkant Street.
By coincidence Donna's house in Durbanville was at 30 Murray Road  and a year after taking this photo we would be living in Cape Town IN Buitenkant Street.

And just down the road from the Fairy Sanctuary is a restaurant called “De Vagebond”.

There is no description for the patrons who saw us arrive -

Picture this: We arrive at “De Vagebond”. Some sort of Cuban dago-drug-lord in a white linen suit and a beat up white fedora strides in, and pausing to hold the entrance door open, bows his headslightly, and with a wide flourish, beckons in this spectacle!

The Donna Darkwolf, all wrapped in velvet and lace and pearls and leather and long black silk gloves - drifts in, paying her foot-man (me), no heed.
Her face as set as cold and aloof as a marble statue, her gaze fixed on some point in a distant future galaxy somewhere - heedless of all the startled Sunday morning diners.

She drifts toward an empty table-for-two by the window overlooking the garden - and pauses, expressionless, waiting for me to pull out her chair and seat her.
The waiter who followed us over, can only stand and stare in disbelief.

“I wonder how many of them were genuflecting”,  Donna says under her breath, giggling quietly as she takes her seat at the table, finally deigning to carefully remove her Witch hat and passing it to me to take care of.

Oh! Pretty, Witchy Wife of Mine! Such a gleeful, mirthful malice!

Donna takes my hand in hers and starts telling me what she wants for breakfast. (she knows the menu by heart).
I already know what she wants. I know HER by heart.

As always I am aware of the the occasional discrete, murmurred glances in our direction.
As always, everyone is watching The Darkwolf - But, as always, she is looking only at me.

NEXT >> Our 9th Anniversary

Swellendam Fairy Sanctuary - A magical garden full of fairies, elves and gnomes. Ideal for witches.