Noloholo, Day 67: Little birds

[cswallow]

I stick my head out of my tent early in the morning to see what the rustling noises are downslope of me, only to find myself staring at a small herd of zebra. We all freeze, eyeing each other for a minute that feels like five. Then they turn and clop off, nonchalant

Comments

birds

[anonymous]

I'm jealous of all the wildlife and birds you're getting to see--I've never seen a cordon bleu, of course. I wasn't familiar with a cutthroat and googled it--certainly is appropriately named. It must be wonderful to see all that variety.

You'll carry all of this magic with you, even after you leave--it's a part of you now, too.