Baobab tree, at last out of the pages of books and smack dab in front of my eyes. Massive ancient trees, some of them.

The African dust is washed from my clothing. The jet lag is easing. The 800-plus photos have been culled to 500 or so. But the sense of wonder and gratitude that filled my heart for three weeks will never go away. My mind will not stop, the sense of wonder lives on. There are so many things I want to imprint in my memory forever. Continue reading →