Random Photos of Kenya and Uganda

Mirrored

There's affinity amongst us Blacks!

I feel it - Am a part of it.

A sealed ancient bond;

Not spoken

However always there. 

No explanations to be had

No second guessing

Nor excuses given.

To BE

without paying 

Fees.

In Black Africa

I can truly

be me - wholly free.

It's in who I see;

A blessed sight

Not a plight

or a blight!

There's affinity amongst us 

BLACKS.

By Kim Love (c)

Mar 2012

The Lies We Buy

It's a lie, it's a lie!

Why did we buy?

OK

A generalisation

however it's true!

I've seen 

I've meet

I've heard

The proof;

The East African Man, Woman and Child;

Kenyan, Swahili and Ugandan

are quietly, softly spoken peoples,

helpful, with good open hearts and souls.

Genuine down to the marrow.

Not spear-chucking,

hut dwelling savages.

Who dance all day long.

Or gun-toting child murderers.

Malnourished; just skin and bone.

Bone through the nose.

Voodoo.

Witchcraft. 

Peoples.

Propaganda

Dear Friend

That's why you stay 

away.

by Kim Love (c)

Mar 2012 

Cheeky Sod

Oi 

I wanna sleep man!

Having a feast in

our netted bed.

ENOUGH

 of your droning whine

in our ears!

How many bloody bites

do you need?

Dear Mosquito
with your feminine will

shall I squash you

Dead?

Oh, but to get you

needle in a haystack...

Smart, cunning, aero-dynamic  

blood machine.

Fly away.

Yeah right -

And pigs may fly.

Cheeky sod.

by Kim Love (c)

Mar 2012

Missing kitty on the loose..

Marce and Jill this Lamu cat hopes; Tuna finds her way home safe and sound.

Sunrise on Shela Beach

I love the beauty and freeness of Mother-Nature 

at her fineness!

The view form our veranda

Each mealtime this is what I see.  

Never the same; ever changing seascape, great at night and during the day.

Turtle Photos

It was more than great to see with my eyes the turtles scramble their way from their sandy nest, walk down the sand dunes, to the seashore and be washed into the Indian ocean.

Turtles emerging from the dark, warm comfort of their nest to a new dangerous reality and life...

"I'm gonna make first into the ocean, come on you slow-coaches."

"Which way - follow the roar of the Ocean"

Usually in London we pay £3 o £4 for pumice stones, imagine my astonishment at finding them scattered all over the beach.  I love freeness.  

Pumice are formed from volcanic explosions; the ones I picked up could be from the last Krakatoa eruption.