MAGICAL KASIGHAU-BEAUTY OF TAITA LAND

 

As the agama lizard parlays on the tree bark so am I longing to catch some warmth of the rays that find it`s way through thevetia peruviana or a lucky nut as the name connotes. The yellow oleander  blossom as the air is perfurmed with their scent a constant reminder that `be still tree' gives me a ressurance.

On my right hand side is the most picturesque background of python rock as the locals call it Hare (taita for python) and nyangala so upclose a reminder am home, indeed a jungle book type of memory. Tucked in this serenity am penning shorthand outside my ecolodge setting in hidden gem in taita land .

 As the superb starling perches chanting it`s melody so is my inspiration, I tend to label this write `be inspired' as a lot of good memories still linger . My purpose on this edge happens to be a send off, but a fulfilling one indeed. My memory is jogged of my last write ,the cohesion of tuskers and martriachs and so are we  on this remote paradise,i admire how elephants come together when a new born is introduced and when a dear one gives up ghost,from trumpets to sombre moods indeed , amidst tsavo in this eco lodge i harbour peace and admiration of my late matriach Elijah Mwatee