Every moment in the wilderness is the right time and right place 

There is a moment in Africa when silence permeates the being, nothing stirs, until you notice a  breeze rustling the trees or a light wind brushing the dust from the earth. 

There is a moment in Africa when a hyena calls across the wilderness and our ancient fears rise from the recesses of our subconscious.

           There is a moment in Africa in every passing in the wilderness 

A selection of my Wilderness writings is attached