A Matter of Perspective*

They say that “home is where the heart” is and, although I would not say that my heart is quite fully here in Rwanda yet, I did notice last week when I came home from a three-day trip to Kigali, the capital, that I was happy to be “home” when we rounded the corner of…Read more »

The Elegant Snuffle*

So I’ve been trying to figure out how to blog about what brings me the most joy these days so that I wouldn’t bore my readers to death.  I mentioned it to another volunteer who arrived in-country with me, a professional woman in her fifties whom I thought, because she was doing on online TEFL…Read more »

Sugar Ant Wars*

Sugar Ant Wars* I do not live alone ….   Each morning I wake to see whether my kitchen was as clean as I thought it was when I went to bed.  A crumb, a drop of milk, a grain of rice, and I am greeted by throngs of very busy and very very tiny ants…Read more »

Helplessness and Empowerment*

(For any readers who don’t know me, I have done feral cat rescue in the States for the past seventeen years and thought I was “done” with it, having left my last remaining five with dear friends for the duration of my time. ) All I can say at this point is that I must…Read more »

Kwita Izina*

Today (September 1) is Kwita Izina, which is a ceremony based on the traditional Rwandan practice of naming newborns, when all the new mountain gorillas who are new to the families living in the Virunga mountains are named by various members of the international community, including various representatives from the fields of conservation and tourism. …Read more »


Saw my reflection in a mirror today for the first time since I can remember.  Although I packed many things I thought I might need, and most of which are probably going to come in handy at one time or another, I did not pack a mirror.  Mirrors are highly overrated, I think.  I didn’t…Read more »