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7 … the number of completion


Today my wife and I turn 7 months as parents. And for the first time in my life I really do care about the outcome of the Kenya General Election. I was in Kenya during the 2007/08 post election violence and would not like to see what happened then repeated. Being in the diaspora, obviously I have no vote but I care about the Kenya I will one day be bring my children to. Whoever wins, I hope they will deliver on their pre-election promises… whatever they are. They are always good anyway.

Meanwhile, Ciiru is 7 months today- how fast time flies … it was 6 months just the other day! And look what she can do … She Turns towards sounds and voices, imitates sounds, rolls in both directions, reaches for objects and mouths them and sits without support!Am afraid soon she will crawling … then all hell will break loose 🙂

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She is also getting cheeky and enjoys playing ‘picaboo'(A game for a small child in which one covers one’s face, then revealing it and saying Boo! or Peekaboo!) … my diction grows everyday … what did we used to call it anyway?!. She now understands that when you are out of sight you don”t cease to exist … and so when she cant see you she starts looking for you in anticipation.

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Ciiru is also reaching for things with a sweeping motion and is Imitating speech sounds (babbles) and is Banging objects together. One author had the guts to suggest home implements are very useful at this stage … pots and pans and all such utensils. Our home is slowly turning into a bedlam of noise …
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In the last 7 months I have seen my wife transform literally right before my eyes. I wish I could do a time lapse … I have seen her move from girlfriend to wife to mum with such grace that I say “thank you God” at every thought of her. Ciiru is lucky to have such a mum and am blessed to have her for a wife!

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So here’s to the coolest wife … and I can speak for Ciiru … “here’s to the coolest mum!!”

Tourist mum

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Am I butterfly or a man?


Butterfly outside the office
Foreshore, Cape Town

I see this butterfly flying around over lunch hour but every time I think to get my camera it floats away into thin air. Today I got to take some quick pics of it. While shooting I dreamed I was a butterfly, flitting around in the sky … free! then I awoke. Now I wonder: Am I a man who dreamt of being a butterfly, or am I a butterfly dreaming that I am a man?

Then it occurred to me that everyone is like a butterfly, they start out ugly and awkward and then morph into beautiful graceful butterflies that everyone loves.


The Ugandan and the Parrot!


World of Birds,
Cape Town


When I saw this bird I thought of my ugandan friends – am not sure if that is a good thing 🙂


To hoot or not to hoot!


World of Birds
Cape Town

Today is my birthday! Praise God for this far he has brought me.

This reminds me of this day when my brothers and I went out to play with our home made sling-shots hunting for birds, specifically for pigeons. We found a group of boys with their bare bottoms showing through their torn shorts transfixed upon some strange bird perched on a tree. Everyone talked in hushed tones while others were quietly slipping away. One of them turned to us and made a hush sign for us to approach with caution.

“Hii ndeo ni nomaaa!” Kim warned us. Kim was the 1st body of my hood. He was so bad that Bogeyman checked his closet for Kim before he slept. Apparently this bird is probably the most revered, feared, loved and worshipped bird in the history of the world! It was believed that an owl’s hoot brought death. Infact it was an owl that predicted the deaths of both of Julius Ceasar and Agrippa!

I never got to hear the end of that story … neither did my brothers because none of us wanted to be there when and if it did hoot! Kim was left in a cloud of dust staring at our bare bottoms as we fled … fast and furious!!!

2 decades later (obviously that owl never hooted in my hearing) … I encountered this bird again in Cape Town and actually shared a space with it. You can imagine me walking into that cage hand in hand with my wife, palms sweating and still trying to look brave for her! The upside is that this time around I got to shoot the bird, but with very different type of weaponry.

And no …! it didnt hoot this time around!
Am gonna be counting birthdays for a looong loooong time!


A fish may love a bird, but where would they live?


World of Birds,
Cape Town

Know of those times when you stand between a rock and a hard place? And then you are reminded “His Eye Is on the Sparrow” … Fear ye not therefore, ye are of more value than many sparrows. With that mindset I delve into the world of birds |

I don’t ask for the meaning of the song of a bird or the rising of the sun on a misty morning. There they are, and they are beautiful.

A bird does not sing because it has an answer. It sings because it has a song

Birds sing after a storm; why shouldn’t people feel as free to delight in whatever sunlight remains to them?

“Be as a bird perched on a frail branch that she feels bending beneath her, still she sings away all the same, knowing she has wings.”

And finally for them that seek love, here is something to ponder … “A fish may love a bird, but where would they live?” be wise!
http://www.worldofbirds.org.za/index.php


Evidence: Why you love your meat so much!


Do you know how when you land in Kenya you want to head straight to Ole Polos or some place like that for the ‘nyama’ and kachumbari and ‘coke baridi? I did some investigative journalism and came up with SOLID evidence what makes the meat so sweet!
Immediately your serving comes, there is a dedicated species that lands to sweeten your meal by adding salt, honey, saccharin, and other sweet substances …


My side of the family


Baboons,
Cape Point

After a science lesson on the evolution theory, this little girl went home with more questions than answers. Eager to test how newfound knowledge she asked her mother, “mummy mummy! what is the origin of man?” the mum eloquently quoting Darwin explained how mankind evolved from an ape to the being that he is today …

She then went upstairs to her daddy and asked the same question. Her father thought for a while and said, “… man was created in the image and likeness of God, male and female he created he them”

The little girl now confused asked, “but dad, mummy said that we evolved from monkeys?!”
At this point daddy had to think quick. He said to the girl, “My child, I told you about my side of the family, mummy told you about hers!”


Tall chick with a big ass


Cape Point,
South Western most tip of Africa!

A man walks into a restaurant with a full-grown ostrich behind him. The waitress asks them for their orders. The man says, “A hamburger, fries and a coke,” and turns to the ostrich, “What’s yours?” “I’ll have the same,” says the ostrich. A short time later the waitress returns with the order. “That will be R9.40 please.” The man reaches into his pocket and pulls out the exact change for payment.

The next day, the man and the ostrich come again and the man says, “A hamburger, fries and a coke.” The ostrich says, “I’ll have the same.” Again the man reaches into his pocket and pays with exact change. This becomes routine until the two enter again. “The usual asks the waitress?” “No, this is Friday night, so I will have a steak, baked potato and a salad,” says the man. “Same,” says the ostrich. Shortly the waitress brings the order and says, “That will be R32.62.” Once again the man pulls the exact change out of his pocket and places it on the table.

The waitress cannot hold back her curiosity any longer. Excuse me, sir. How do you manage to always come up with the exact change in your pocket every time?” “Well,” says the man, “several years ago I was cleaning the attic and found an old lamp. When I rubbed it, a Genie appeared and offered me two wishes. My first wish was that if I ever had to pay for anything, I would just put my hand in my pocket and the right amount of money would always be there.” “That’s brilliant!” says the waitress. “Most people would ask for a million dollars or something, but you’ll always be as rich as you want for as long as you live!” “That’s right…Whether it’s a gallon of milk or a Rolls Royce, the exact money is always there,” says the man.

The waitress asks, “What’s with the ostrich?” The man sighs, pauses and answers, “My second wish was for a tall chick with a big ass and long legs who agrees with everything I say..”


Honey


Down at our favorite restaurant (Addis in Cape) they serve Ethiopian tea sweetened with honey and sometimes scented with mint. Honey … This natural sweetener has antioxidants — , is fat free and cholesterol free! Honey contains natural minerals and vitamins which help the metabolizing of undesirable cholesterol and fatty acid on the organs and tissues into the system, hence preventing obesity and promoting better health for us all!


The tempest is raging


Master, the tempest is raging!
The billows are tossing high!
The sky is o’er shadowed with blackness,
No shelter or help is nigh

Master, with anguish of spirit
I bow in my grief today;
The depths of my sad heart are troubled
Oh, waken and save, I pray!

Torrents of sin and of anguish
Sweep o’er my sinking soul;
And I perish! I perish! dear Master
Oh, hasten, and take control

The Atlantic seaboard,
Cape Town!