One Fine Day in April

Around 1965 or thereabouts. I got an early morning phone call filled with excitement and urgency: “Koos! Come quickly! Come see! There’s a snake in the hoona hock!” Well, I was thrilled! This I had to see. You can live in a dorp and hike in the veld often and very seldom see snakes, soContinue reading “One Fine Day in April”