A brief reflection on my years in Laikipia. The laga  was boggy and damp but grazed down. Two good signs it was safe. The rain has a...

Reflections on learning the language of my home as an adult. June 2021. The many varieties of "expatriate" childhood with all their...

Written in the weeks before the 2020 presidential election of the United States. "All art is propaganda and ever must be, despite wailing...

If you are a Christian in America — look long and hard at this image. Look long and hard at the leader you (82% of Evangelicals, 58% of...

I waited a bit to share these photos for a few reasons: first, they’re a little disturbing, and depending on your background, potentially...

At Lukenya, a golden-copper vista of jumbled granite cliffs that glitters over Mombasa Highway just north of Machakos, Samson Mwangi...

“Nothing matters out here except being yourself and helping other people,” he said, in tears; the late afternoon sun cut a slanted light...

The Africa box is grey, brown streaks of mud encrusting the lower half. Our night-guard Patrick sometimes washes them off before my dad...

The things I learned bushwhacking in Patagonia: As is consistently the case in the backcountry, there is rarely a single right way to do...

For anyone growing up under Kilimanjaro, the inimitable snow-capped peak rising from the Kenyan and Tanzanian plains, there is a second...

The Great White Mountain. Kilima Njaro. Ol’doinyo’oibor. The Roof of Africa. No mountain captures the imagination quite like Africa’s...

Ranger Tom, in his camouflage and galoshes, is a native of Meru, the gorgeous green hills east of Mt. Kenya. He has worked for the Kenya...

In the West Nashville neighborhood known as the Nations, an abandoned grain silo looms over an area slowly subsumed by a renovating...

A quick note on traffic: I’m not sure how it’s possible, but there are both more vehicles and more pedestrians in Nairobi than anywhere...

I just spent 10 consecutive nights on Mt. Kenya, Kirinyaga, the heart and lifeblood of the country that’s inherited its name. Ascending...

[Originally published in Nashville Fit Magazine, Spring 2017] Somewhere deep in the Tennessee woods, budding green with spring life and...

They wanted to call themselves Team Simba, but I protested; it was so touristy. So they consented to “Team Tengeneza,” which means to...

Philosophy is a love affair. It is an assignation between an inhabitant and its habitat: a knower in a world of knowledge, a real thing...

The thought process, Worn like a Wampanoag belt, Felt stiff, at times, and, at times, Mighty proud– what A thing ‘a beauty. What, it’s...

A young bird found out an Old bird and said, excitedly, “Old bird, did you realize that the Sky we sail is not empty but Full? Did you...