'Between Dog and Wolf'
While the saying traditionally has to do with twilight, here it is a memory of a sun beatliving cave.
This is a place I grew up, where the edge of the jungle (or ‘bush’ as it isreferred to), is kept well clear of ones residence as within the jungle the sun cannot shine. This is an island with no memory of a past, where culture is the only home and nature isan unknown that stings and bites, infects and suffocates. It is a nature that seldomdelivers on promises where for the sightseer the success of days is measured only onsafe return.
