Another Scene From The Old Africa Album ~ Olerai, North Shore Lake Naivasha
Tish Farrell
Writer on the Edge
Nature needs Nurture
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From the Existential to the Mundane - From Poetry to Prose
Appreciating Everyday Life
not noble, just Dutch
theatre of stories untold
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Sunshine and action. That’s what I’d like a bit of today. Happy Wednesday, Tish! 🙂 🙂
And to you, Jo 🙂
I managed both! T’ai chi and a little while in the garden. 🙂
Brill!
“This is the story of how we begin to remember
This is the powerful pulsing of love in the vein” Under African Skies. 🙂
Oh that’s just perfect, Ann. I love that song.
I thought of it immediately when I looked at your photo.
Love the Lowryesque figures under the amount of sky
Mm. Small human doings in the African vastness 🙂
I love these photographs with people involved. They show not just the environment but a whole other way of life. Thank you 🙂
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I bet they all carry a mobile phone now!
More than likely, Jude. There’s been a huge take up of cell phones in Kenya, and also excellent coverage – even in Maasailand.
What I don’t understand is how they can afford to run them! And my mind boggles at the coverage when we can’t get a decent signal in most rural places here.
I don’t think they’re hooked into expensive contracts as we are. There’s a lot of sharing too.
These old analogue images are almost like oil paintings. They are marvelous, Tish.
Thanks, Ark. I find them v. absorbing visually speaking, very much like oil paintings.
Wow! The sky, the skyline, the mountains, the bushes, the field, the people – – so clear and distinct. So beautiful. It is a little hard for me to believe that Kenya has such glory. It seems the camera captures better than my eyes can see.
Hello Peter. How are you? That’s such a lovely comment, but sad too. Because you do live in a beautiful land with fine people. It’s only the few who are making the nightmare. Maybe their days are numbered (?)
I really do hope their days are numbered. But then again, their unrestrained corruption has become ingrained in the rest of the wananchi. If asking for justice and fairness is interpreted as attack on a community, demanding accountability from the leaders makes you subversive – – what does that make the ordinary Kenyans? The vile seeds of corruption, disunity, murder, etc, have been planted and tended, and now they can only grow. It terrifies me.
You put this so eloquently, and I understand precisely what you mean and what you fear. I also see that it is easy for me to say that things may turn out better than you fear. Thinking of you and hoping.
That’s too bad , many countries suffer from the same “illness”, nowadays….
Let’s hope for some healing antibiotic coming from everyone consciousness on the matter..
As for the photos they look like something I’ve dreamt of…..but never visited!
Oh, what a wonderful glimpse of the past, Tish!
So evocative! I love the grainy feel of these old photos. They look like paintings.
Alison