Between Blogs, Between Continents - Life After Tuskers

Let's face it; the only reason ANYbody reads a blog is for the photos, and I realize that when I got this camera, I set the date wrong, so these photos actually haven't been taken yet!  Even though I am home, preparing to go to Taiwan to give a paper at a conference, I can still pretend Africa isn't over.  And it isn't!  I loved the animals and things one goes to Africa to see, but I am always compelled by the domestic, the personal and the mundane; how do people live?  OR, for that matter, do their hair?

     

 Is he not beguiling?

     The interesting thing about Kenya is the way the doors and windows are painted and spaced.  In these long strips of housing, each family seems to get a door and a window, and I surmise that more than one family live in these abodes; actually, the one below was a classroom at a little school we visited.

Even the birds build snuggy nests right next to others.  These are weavers' nests, and they were flitting busily in and out, finalizing the interior designs to ready for new families.  You can see a glimpse of them in brilliant yellow on the wires.  Usually these nests dangle precariously from the Acacia trees and look almost as though they were growths on the tree limbs, as indeed they are!

     And so, I bid a fond farewell for the time being until I am next inspired to add more images and remember a time that now seems very, very far away; I surmise that after the 16 hour flight, I looked rather like this lumpy, wrinkled, baggy fellow...