Southern red-billed hornbill preening, Moremi National Park, Botswana
White-backed vultures, Moremi National Park, Botswana
Southern yellow-billed hornbill, Moremi National Park, Botswana
Arrow-marked babbler, Moremi National Park, Botswana
Lilac-breasted roller, the national bird of Botswana, Moremi National Park, Botswana
A bottle of designer ginger ale escaped from the refrigerator on a terrible, bumpy road. The twist off cap twisted off. In a normal place, the ginger ale-soaked carpet in the bottom of the camper would be pulled out and washed immediately. In a place that gets four meters (that is: 4 meters = 157.5 inches = 13 feet) of rain a year, this is a futile pursuit. Nothing dries. Ever.
Several days later: new place. Hosed down, washed off, scrubbed carpet hanging to dry. But,wait! There’s more. It’s raining.
And raining. And raining…
Carpet is overrated. Maybe I’ll go carpet-free until winter sets in.
Koi San Bushman couple, Kalahari Desert
African darter sunning
Crocodile in grass
Okavango Delta ripples and reflections
Poling in a mokoro, Okavango Delta
Collecting turpentine grass for thatch, Okavango Delta
water lilies, Okavango Delta
roosting bats, Okavango Delta
Tomorrow I am off to Africa. For the next month, I’ll be cruising around Botswana and the Victoria Falls area of Zimbabwe camping, hiking, canoeing, and, I hope, taking killer photos and scribbling down blog-post ideas. I’m leaving my computer behind (Yay!) but I will post things as I have access. Enjoy the summer and stay well. xoxo T
p.s. Catch a reprint of The Imnaha Dreams on ScholarsandRogues.com here:
…my ridiculous food habit is causing animosity toward the refrigerator. Every time I open the door something falls out. What I most need and want seems to migrate to the very back requiring complete unpacking and repacking each time I open it. See below.
Two weeks later:
…Now that the temperature is regularly above 80º I have fallen in love with the propane refrigerator. See above.