Sunday September 27, 2015
Chickens don’t sleep in on the weekend. A early walk around the compound nets me nearly a dozen species of birds including the red headed weaver and the yellow rumped tinkerbird. The large, raucous black and white birds are pied crows.
The corners of the sprawling compound boast gardens with eggplant, tomatoes, lettuce, greens, and papayas. Bee hives hang from trees a stone’s throw from termite mounds taller than me. The cows are driven to graze the grassy areas while mongooses cavort.