Sunsets in the Flood

Last night we drove up to a spot on top of a hill, and looked out over the floodplain. As hinted at in my previous post, here are a couple of examples of the sun setting over a reflective, inundated landscape...

I have to just mention right here that we should also spare a thought for those villagers who have had to evacuate their settlements along the Caprivi strip both on the Botswana and Namibian sides of the border, and a couple of people right here whose homes are close to the river, and who have had to take refuge higher up. Some lodges are either already affected, or could be soon...

Let's just hope that the waters start to recede sooner rather than later. I am always in awe of Nature in all her power and beauty, and counted a good few blessings once more, to be lucky enough to be sitting safely on top of a hill just looking on at the sheer masses of water.

This elevated vantage point is almost in the middle of the town, but the road to the top is wild, and criss-crossed with elephant tracks. The scents of elephant dung and crushed wild basil linger in the evening air, and, despite the feeling of remoteness, the streetlights of Kasane are visible down below, and road traffic can be heard passing by. Yet another example of the curious juxtaposition of wilderness and civilisation in this place we call home!

As the sun disappeared, I felt the first sign of an Autumnal chill in the air, despite the still-warm sand under my feet. It seems that our rainy season might have have finally come to an end, and that the seasons are changing at last...