Fire on a tinder-dry vlei

Another fire on the vlei; I see it all before me. October and November are the bushfire months. Six months without rain has turned the bush of the vlei into a prêt-à-porter bonfire heap which wearily whispers to the hot wind to speed up the arrival of the wild fires. Only then will the exhausted vegetation be absolved from further responsibility: free to muse over their rebirth at the first drop of November rain, leaving their ashen roots to plan the mortal details of their rebirth.

Allan Taylor, author Luanshya musings

Christopher Mulenga

                           Christopher Mulenga

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