Have you read the book Out of Africa by Karen Blixen? No? Then you are not allowed to read this blog any longer, you disappoint me.
Just kidding, it’s not a book on everyone’s reading list but it should be. She has a way with words that transport you to a time when Africa was still wild. By reading the book(and watching the movie) I realized that Africa, in all its short comings, is a magical place. As things get more volatile by the day and people want to chase you off because of your skin colour, everybody is talking about jumping ship and finding a home in countries like Canada or Australia. My answer for this is always the same; the red earth beneath my feet is what colours the blood in my veins, just as you cannot separate the red colour from your blood you cannot separate yourself from Africa once you’ve seen her sun rises and sun sets. Your soul is in the wind that dances across grasslands, your heartbeat is the low growl of a thunderstorm on the horizon. Africa will show you such beauty that it makes your heart hurt but she asks for blood in return. If it’s by lion, elephant or another man’s hand she does not care but you will not live within the borders of this bitch in peace but Oh, you will live.
You can leave Africa but she will always call you home.
I’ve lived this life before (maybe) but when Africa had more animals and less humans because I do not fit in and the more primitive I live, the better. Maybe that’s why I’m so happy living in this area but there are still too many people around, I really don’t want to see any other humans when I walk outside. But enough of this little rant. Time to share some pictures…
Road block…This really is one of the most irritating and dangerous things when driving on Zim roads. Did I mention that this small road is a highway? This is a traffic jam When it rains….this happens. Rysmiere*(Termites) The locals collect them and sell them for a dollar a bucket full. I wouldn’t eat these flying ants but the little bush baby loves them…and so does everything else. We also have these massive slugs come out after the rain And then this guy eats them. Jess(our cabbage head dog) hates them and is on a mission to rid the yard of them. What these likkewaan*(lizards aka likkewaan) do to defend themselves is swat at you with their tale. It’s like a wip and you do not want to get hit by it. Lucky for Jess, she hasn’t been hit…yet.
I would not want to live anywhere else. Would you?
Die Wit Hasie