From Jean per Sms on 27.9.2011
tonight’s the night. We have left to Pine Lodge tent, home for 13 months, and moved into our home stone homes. Mosquito net is hung, stars are twinkling above, singing with rhythmic jumping and clapping can be heard from the next village over. We’re home, again, some meters away is Miriam’s hut-whose out on furiough.Also near is the hen hut, thankfully no roasters.
Mt Kadam is towering in the distance from our front window, tomorrow morning,above her peaks, the sun will rise. Now I’m just thankful for crowing into my bed, hearing the crickets and cows mooing.
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