jackie

Kufunda breathes in the hot October air. Visitors come—carried on the wind of her welcome. The called and the callers—to share their dreams and stories, to sit with her in peace, to breathe in the scent of this land and to be refreshed. Rising at the foot of Zimbabwe’s highest mountain—Mount Nyangani—the Pungwe River winds softly through golden hills, spreads out into tranquil peaty pools and then suddenly tumbles over churned up granite rocks in shallow rapids. It’s a high cold river fed by thin, sheer waterfalls with perhaps the sweetest water in Zimbabwe. Soon after I was married, my [...]