Near Kiptagich

Dere were bushes for tea!

Dere was smoke in far places!

Whining saws could be 'eard with dog ears, without being too sure when it all 'appen.

Den Taniel showed us all 'is land, all ober Mau is what it seemed, with a broad sweep of the hand: "Dis is de land I caught from de Cover Men of Te Tay."

Where old trees had been, which everyone alive was born standing, was all 'is land. There were no trees there to talk of, only pale shadows -- and stump upon stump.

There were no trees there to talk, if only they could tell in their own words of the infamy.

There were dead trees in ten fingers and ten toes, if I remember, for grandfathers.

Den Taniel stop, all a sudden, sullen, an 'e ax, in credulity (how we could think such unspeakable thoughts in dead silence, upon his presence): "Would you, who would, refuse land from the Cover Men? Not me. I was not porn yesterday!"

"I 'ave my rights -- chus pecause I was..." Says Taniel, who would and shall not be moved.

When dey qive you deck, gueegly, and co!

Hesnowchokinplayinright?

Solar Egglips Ober Kenya

Nairobi (8.00 am): The birds seem puzzled that sunset should come so soon after daybreak. But they sing as though nonetheless.

These matters are sung through, then, duty done n fun had, and only then, p'raps, queried.

No one is to be stopped by the cold-calculating morning breeze that blows in every direction I turn, turning every which way as I do do.

Searching for where the compromised sun might quietly be, behind an unyielding cloud cover.

"It was in de programme dat we should sing dus & mirthfully. Who were we dere to do it anoder way, anyways, if you please?" Sayz de one who leads de sinin widout bein obiously de one who sins dus.

Chikka's visitors are in the mountain!

Furahiday!

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