In far away Zambia the Mfuwe Lodge was built next to a mango grove that a family of wild elephants have always visited in the month of November when the fruit is ripe. Every year the matriarch, Wonky Tusk, leads the pack to the grove, as she has for years, lodge or no lodge the mangoes are a feast they refuse to do without. They stay for four to six weeks and eat the mangoes at least four times a day, so folks come from miles around to watch them amble through the lobby. The lodge owners put up a barrier to protect the visitors. What a sight to see. I cannot imagine being that close to a wild elephant, never mind a whole pack of them. I guess the whole idea is that they will not bother you if you do not bother them and woe be tie you if you eat the mangoes. It looks like a perfect place to vacation to, well the elephants think so.
So today, Saturday all over again, like the herd of elephants who never forget, our week flies by and we have another weekend to do what we please. Here in Brookings it is Kite Festival time and there will be crowds of people over at what I call Gull Field, but it is really "Kite Field" as the gulls take it over by the hundreds when the high winds blow in from the sea and they do not want to battle the currents and just glide along like they own the area . . . come to think of it they do. We have had perfect summer days this week and today is going to be another one and the kites will fly high and dance in the wind, a pretty sight to see. If you had thought about it you could have planned your vacation time here and I would have treated you to fish and chips at the Hungry Clam and a walk around the Port to watch the kites fly high and free. . . well, maybe next year. Hope you have a fun day today doing what you love to do best. Hugs to all.
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