Day Two Hundred and Thirty Six - Midday Sun
In the heat of the day, three children are walking home, hiding from the heat. A three-girl parasol. Ford Prefect would approve.
Day Two Hundred and Thirty Five - Storm Clouds
Day Two Hundred and Thirty Four - Mango Tree
Day Two Hundred and Thirty Three - Lap of Honour
Day Two Hundred and Thirty Two - Flying Finish
Day Two Hundred and Thirty One - Country Road
The dry tracks through the savannah are turning to sand and dust. In contrast, the creeks still supply patches of trees with enough water to keep them green. The runner up today was taken earlier in the day, a few hundred yards from this one.
Day Two Hundred and Thirty - Mother and Young
Day Two Hundred and Twenty Nine - Creek Bathing
Day Two Hundred and Twenty Eight - Spider
Day Two Hundred and Twenty Seven - Kingfisher
Day Two Hundred and Twenty Four - Ant Hole
Day Two Hundred and Twenty Three - Walking home from school
Day Two Hundred and Twenty One - Masticated
For those who also read Sarah's blog, this picture requires no explanation. For those who don't: what are you waiting for? How can you have your pudding if you haven't finished your meat? Here's a link...
Day Two Hundred and Twenty - Autumn Leaves
Day Two Hundred and Eighteen - Sepia Girl
Day Two Hundred and Sixteen - Dadanawa Stove
Day Two Hundred and Fifteen - High Jump
Couldn't decide between four different pictures today. Two high jump, and two long jump. The alternatives are in a new folder on Picasa - Aishalton School Sports Please comment to help me choose!
Day Two Hundred and Fourteen - Rainstorm Relay
Day Two Hundred and Thirteen - Swimming Gala
Day Two Hundred and Twelve - Cassava Dance
This dance celebrates the process of making cassava, which is a long, tiring process. Part of the actual process was shown on Day 203. Here, the dance has moved on past the peeling, past the grating, past the squeezing in special woven tubes, past the drying, past the frying, and (I think) onto the eating!
Day Two Hundred and Ten - Moon at Sunset
Day Two Hundred and Nine - A boy's best friend
I think it was an early desire of mine to have a parrot as a pet. This parrot is clearly the pet of Raul, pictured here. The only problem is that the parrot listens to Raul being called, and scolded, by his mother all day. So most of the time the parrot just calls 'Raul, Raul, Raaaaaul!' and then sometimes, in that despairing voice which only mothers (and parrots) can do 'Rauuuuuuuul!'. Despite this, Raul still loves his pet parrot.
Day Two Hundred and Eight - Dragonfly
Day Two Hundred and Seven - Tree Play
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