When we got there the only monkey we could see was a furry blob up a tree far from the side of the road and one that ran across the road a long way from where we were. I was still mega excited and would have been happy with that.
Nothing else happened for 20 minutes and we were all starting to go home when the monkeys descended chattering like parrots (I actually mistook their cry for a bird and was going to leave but thankfully our neighbour knew otherwise).
Big ones, little ones, medium sized ones. Babies being carried by their mumma's, big daddies going first, toddler monkeys scampering across the road under the watchful eye of both parents. Our neighbour got some beautiful shots on her big camera but you guys will have to live with iPhone shots:
Daddy on the pipe, littlie scampering across in the middle, mumma on the left (the mum monkeys are quite small).
Some of them darted across like lightening and others just strolled.
A bit blurry but this mumma is carrying a baby on her tummy.
Life is definitely different to how it's been but I love that today Langlan was flying his paper airplane with the French-speaking security guard in our front garden, I was singing English worship songs with our Gabonese gardener beside the house and we finished the day drinking sweet, milky Indian tea in Bindiya's beautiful garden with her mum and mum-in-law from Delhi and Bangalore. Life is varied but sweet.
3 comments:
what fun. seriously it is still a little bit crazy that you live in Africa and you have elephant poo and monkeys around.
Love this!
Love that you have an adventurous spirit (because i don't!) and I can enjoy so much of the world through you.
I love that you make home wherever you are.
I love your family.
xxxx
Hey Langlan don't you let those monkeys pinch your bood!! Only thing going past our loungeroom door at the moment are the chooks going off to roost and a kangaroo looking for some bread!
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