Posts filed under: Uukwaluudhi

I woke up to the most unusual sound one morning.  It was tapping the mopane leaves and the calcium-rich rocks.  It was bouncing off the chalet roofs and flooding the...
“Connecticut,” I said under my breath, looking up from a bag of onions I had slung into my shopping cart in Opuwo, Namibia.  The 20-something represented fall in New England:...