We started our 'safari' at daybreak. Before long a water buffalo blocked the road in light too dim for a photograph. Peter waited for it to amble off, averting a mismatch between the little sedan and an irate bull.
Out on the savannah our guide jubilantly proclaimed it a lucky, lucky day when he spotted a rhinoceros. Do 'massive' and 'exquisite' fit together comfortably? Peter allowed me to roll the window down for a photo. Tall grass obstructed the camera focus, but we tasted the wild aura of Africa.
|Remains of an eland|
|Lion resting with full belly|
Time and distance carry their psychic as well as their physical dimensions. We did not intend to test feline reflexes against electric window speed. We parted peacefully.
|Baboons pilfering picnic barrel|
Further along we came to the congregation center of another Park denizen that helps itself to trash. Marabou storks frequently scavenge landfills and the street-side debris of Kenyan towns.
A pair of hunters-on-the-wing surveyed surrounding grasslands from a treetop perch.
They bore only the slightest resemblance to the fleet-footed but flightless ostrich.
The ostrich seems modeled more on the lines of a giraffe, but it does come from an egg.
|African tickbirds satisfy themselves and the giraffe.|
|Zebras on the road|
|A dammed stream|
Traversing a remote valley we came upon a rhinoceros family in a damp wallow. The parents closed protectively around their calf in an earthly microcosm. The sight made Peter the happiest man in the land.
|Peter Thiong'o drops us back at the hotel.|
We flew to Kisumu on the shores of Lake Victoria, en route to our sojourn at the Kakamega Care Center, giving kids a chance. They speak three languages: their tribal earthly tongue; the Swahili that unites them; the English of progressive life. We heard that 30 million people live along the shores of Lake Victoria in a constellation of countries.
We sifted thoughts of equity and fairness. We experienced hugs and smiles. We reverberated with William Blake's "for mercy has a human heart/Pity a human soul."
We pondered the muse of social engineering in the future of the Earth, whether wisdom has a soul, whether any comprehensible process is at play, the nature of restraint and the restraint of Nature.
Like Earth we enjoy our own importance, the extent of our moments, the singularity and the oneness that forge our brief orbits.