see the Kukum rain and walk...
by jamesgroleau
see the Kukum rain and walk through the tree tops. Once you get your 'sea legs' under you the sights are beauty beyond compare.
The first morning I awoke to that same desert smell, and the bright morning sun glistening through the window. As consciousness slowly washed over me a roster crowed loudly outside of my window and I heard a goat bleat in the distance. My early morning thoughts faded back to a time when I was very young, living on a small farm back home in the country. This place felt comfortable, like home, this morning. The sound of a squeaky bicycle pulled my thoughts back to Africa. The bicyclist was no doubt a young man on his way to market to sell his goods, then buy food for the evening meal for his family.