It is pre-dawn on a chill blue ocean and the mosque speakers come alive with a hiss and crackle and haunting song of the first call to prayer.
Allaaaaah hu Akbar.
Allah is great.
Hayya ‘ala-l-falah, hayya ‘ala-l-falah.
Hasten to real success. Come to prayer.
african dust is kicked up and blown west on the trade winds where it freezes in midair and falls on your tongue and mittens.
Ten minutes after I took this the dust rolled over us and the sky went nearly black.
In this post: Wiki about the harmattan. How snowflakes are formed.
I blog about Africa because I was raised by one of her tribes. And because here things that are ragged are patched and cherished. Because sub Saharan thunderstorms are so deafening you have to believe in heaven. And mostly I blog about Africa because I want you to come, and fall in love.
Thanks awfully to whiteafrican for tagging me. You inspire me. Go read about all that he does for Africa.
I hereby tag Szavanna from South Africa and Esther Garvi aka Ishtar from Niger.
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