A Zebra Without Stripes

Dispatches from a wondering, wandering faith and a cross-cultural life

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Goodbye Again

I’m awaiting my flight home in the Nairobi airport, nursing a cup of coffee and a familiar melancholic cocktail. Not quite sadness, not quite satisfaction, not quite contentment. I’ve been reacquainted yet again with much loved and missed places and people and parts of myself. Everything is a patchwork of constant and change, progress and…

Vicky, the Bald-Bottomed Yorkie

As previously mentioned, one type of event my mother attended in search of equestrian Attire so we could take riding lessons was dog shows.  Dogs are a massive deal for white Kenyans. But like the purebred dog-owning community in Kenya at the time, the purebred dog community was rather small, insulated, and, I hate to say it,…

A Whole Herd of Stripe-Less Zebras

As you may have noticed, I’m rather fond of a lovely little corner of the political media called The Bulwark. To the point where I am now doing parodies of one of their podcasts (simulcast on YouTube).  And just to preview/warn you, this post is gonna be a journey. The lengths I will go to demonstrate that I am not just really…

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