I wake to the death-alarm shrieking of Francolins outside my tent, and take advantage of their proximity to snap photos. I discover, too, that an ant-and-termite colony has taken shelter under my garbage-bagged pack; indeed it is a safe place from the birds and the elements! I shift the bag on top of some grasses, under a nearby tree, and try not ( Read more... )

At 6pm, Tuma comes up to the program office with a colander of warm popcorn - it is light, crispy and flavored with just a hint of butter - who would have thought that I’d have some of the best popcorn of my life in Noloholo? With this gift, he cements his place in my heart ( Read more... )