Gallmann gives the enthralling story of a woman's life in Africa, the story of a powerful romance and paralyzing sorrow, and of Africa itself--a land of passionate beauty haunted by mystery and danger. of photos, 8 in color.
'Often, at the hour of day when the savannah grass is streaked with silver, and pale gold rims the silhouettes of the hills, I drive with my dogs up to the Mukutan, to watch the sun setting behind the lake, and the evening shadows settle over the valleys and plains of the Laikipia plateau.' Kuki Gallmann's haunting memoir of bringing up a family in Kenya in the 1970s first with her husband Paulo, and then alone, is part elegaic celebration, part tragedy, and part love letter to the magical spirit of Africa.
Powerful, poetic, unbearably moving: I wept Clare Francis 'This is a book that belongs on a shelf with the memoirs of Olive Schreiner, Elspeth Huxley, Beryl Markham - and with Out of Africa Judith Thurman Ms Gallmann captures perfectly the magic of Kenya, creating an almost overwhelming picture of beauty and drama, pain and joy, death and resurrection ... Vividly reminiscent of Isak Dinesen New York Times
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