My room is a half mile walk from the club house. It’s an enjoyable walk actually. At night, all the lights are on sensors so as you approach you think you are in a scene from the wizard of oz...
The tiny tiny yet crazy loud frogs part for you to pass. The South African breeze is steady so I’m fairly sure by “secret deodorant and Nantucket briar perfume” has been identified as human.
As I write this several significantly sized and relativity angry lizards have passed me. I suspect they are not happy about the light.
I’m just grateful to be here in this late night South African breeze. Hunting for my home