It’s Easter and we expected (hoped) a quiet day but the NFA crew are here jabbering away as usual. After a breakfast of French toast we walked to the stream on a birding mission, taking advantage of the nice weather. We have gone more than 24 hours without rain for the first time in weeks!
I cooked up pineapple-fried rice for lunch – don’t knock it till you have tried it! Then we settled down to read. Our old “friend” Olva and her daughter stopped in for a visit. Shimimu looked beautiful with her hair in corn rows and colored beads but she continued to cry when she saw me. I don’t know whether it’s because I am a stranger or just plain strange. Olva brought us a pineapple and eight avocados so I gave her 2,000/= and some cookies for Shimimu.
No sooner had they gone than a 4x4 pulled in. They had seen the picnic tables when the husband drove by in his gravel truck and decided to picnic. An interesting couple perhaps the face of the new Africa. His grandparents were Portuguese and Ugandan on one side and Belgian and Rwandan on the other. His wife is Belgian/Congolese. Their kids with fit in anywhere on the continent.
Connie is going crazy. She can’t ignore the noise from the NFA and is seeking solace somewhere quiet. The center is out because a dozen or so kids are attending Lawrence and Jerome’s Sunday reading program.
At this time last year we were at our furthest south on Stewart Island in New Zealand, south of the port of Bluff where the ferry sailed from. We sure do get around. They year before that we were at DeWildt Cheetah Centre in South Africa. 