“All our wisdom is stored in the trees.”

Last night I fell asleep on the den couch. Thunder woke me and the two dogs who were sleeping beside me. It was a rolling thunder which just kept going and going. Both dogs checked the ceiling then the window. It started pouring. The top of the couch was already wet. Both dogs took a seat, one on each side of me, and leaned. Neither one moved until the thunder stopped. It was five and still dark. The three of us, Nala, Henry and I, went back to sleep to the sound of the rain on the window behind the couch.

The rain is intermittent, and more thunder showers are predicted. The morning is chilly and damp at 67˚, the high for the day. I had planned a dump run, but I’m postponing that until tomorrow. Nothing about the day is inviting. The only item on today’s dance card is a nap. Now, that is inviting.

Yesterday I watched a video of a ride through Bolga, my town in Ghana. I named the places out loud I recognized as the video played. The Hotel d’Bull is still a hotel but has been renamed, air conditioned and reconfigured including a small internet cafe of sorts, maybe four computers, in what was once part of a bar. In the courtyard the blank, white wall on which movies were shown is gone as are the tiers of concrete seats facing the wall. The Hotel d’Bull was my night out. I’d buy a roof seat across from the screen. I sat at a round metal table with matching chairs, almost patio chairs except they were on the roof of a hotel in Africa, in Bolga. During the evening I bought dinner and a couple of Cokes. Dinner was a kabob for 20 pesewas, about 20 cents. The Coke was the same. I was brought a basin and water before and, later, after dinner so I could wash my hands. It still is the custom in some places, mostly on the road in chop bars, what they call local eateries in Ghana.

The video went a bit down the Bawku road, to the east, and up the Navrongo road, to the north. I had spent part of my training in Bawku teaching middle school and living with my Ghanaian family. I had friends in Navrongo, and I passed through the town on my way to what used to be Upper Volta, now Burkina Faso, and Ougadougou. The road from my house to Navrongo is still my favorite road in all of Northern Ghana. It is lined with trees. I was told mahogany trees. They were planted and are equally distant apart. In the rainy season they are covered in leaves which shade the road. People walk on both sides. Women carry goods to market. Old men walk with canes. Every village, even small ones, have a market day so people are always walking.

I want one more trip to Ghana. Economic austerity begins now.

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2 Comments on ““All our wisdom is stored in the trees.””

  1. Bob Says:

    Hi Kat,

    Today is beautiful and clear with a high of only 90°. The temperature will warm up into the mid nineties over the weekend.

    I assume you found the video of Ghana on YouTube. I’m amazed at the treasure trove of videos that reside on that site. One can type in almost any subject and there’s a video of that subject. It’s full of history, travel, geography and anything else a human being can do and take pictures doing.

    Since the summer TV shows are all winding down, I have been exploring YouTube. Who would have thought that so many people would be uploading videos about everything and anything? The world is changing at the speed of light.

    Last night I watched a PBS special about the future of work. Everyone of our generation wanted employment security including health and retirement benefits. This program showed that many millennials are very happy to be living in foreign countries or all over the U.S. doing freelance work on their laptops. They want less stuff and more freedom. They also showed a middle aged couple who gave up his white collar office career and the big house to live in an RV and work at odd jobs in an RV park in Oregon. It all seems good until you reach old age, then become ill and have no other retirement savings except for Social Security. 🙁

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      Sorry I missed this the other day.

      I still chuckle at your “only 90” description. We would be in the a huge hot wave.

      Every now and then I hunt for new videos of Ghana. I am amazed at what I find. The video was well done, and I recognized places.

      Mostly I watch HGTV, movies, baseball or news. Nothing in the networks is worth my time this summer I hope the fall brings better choices.

      I could have given more thought to living somewhere else. In many places the dollar was and is strong. You get more for your money. Ghana is an example. My dollar goes a long way when I visit. Medical back when I was there was with Peace Corps. That would have been a deal breaker.

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