Wind-blown: Thursday’s Special

I have always loved the desert. One sits down on a desert sand dune, sees nothing, hears nothing. Yet through the silence something throbs, and gleams… Antoine de Saint-ExupĂ©ry, The Little Prince   We lived in Kenya during the late Moi years, the last days of the one-party state. By then the President was feeling … Continue reading Wind-blown: Thursday’s Special