Glancing back over my shoulder, I am reminded by the darkening burnt-orange 
     
     sky that the sun has already dropped below the edge of the plateau. Venus 
     
     appears brightly, surrounded by the orange glow. Ahead of me, a full meon sprinkles 
     
     its light along my path, at the same time revealing a solitary roan antelope just 
     
     next to the road. Its dark form and backwards-arching horns are barely discernable 
     
     against the darkening skyline. For once I am relieved it is ngt_a leopard and I 
     
     can feel my racing heart gradually slowing to its normal speed! 
     
    

    
     Suddenly, almost too soon, my destination is reached. A meal of cooked beans 
     
     and nsima ( a thick porridge-like mixture made from ground maize - the staple diet 
     
     of most Africans) awaits me. A blazing fire, enclosed in a make-shift metal drum 
     
     stove, relaxes my tired muscles and fills the small cabin with the smoky smell of 
     
     burning pine. As I sit close to the crackling fire, that still unseen leopard 
     
     darts across my mind. But it fades in importance as I reflect back on all the 
     
     other spectacular sights and sounds I have experienced in this one day on Nyika. 
     
    
   
   
    
       
     
    
   
   
    
     g? 5 COLOURS AT NYIKA, WINTER ) E 
     
     s ‘ by P.A.Ford, from Poems About Malawi { g 
     
     3 Where the burnt spaces Shapes made darker g a 
     
     ' Blend into the brown By the strips 1 L 
     
     ‘i , There is a marriage Of forest; and as ’ j 
     
     ) 3 0f colour: the shOrt Though these shades j . 
     
    

    
     3 Green tufts with Had been plucked ‘) 
     
     3 Their black edges By a rhythmic hand 9 
     
     9 Undulate into the browns The grey and black 
     
     ‘, 9 With the contours Roan jumps g 
     
     ‘3 9 Of the land, and Lifting in one stretch 
     
     -: g Stark is the dead The colours of ) 
     
     3 Bracken in spikey The Land. 3 
     
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     CHRISTMAS BIRD COUNTS 
     
    
   
   
    
     Christmas Bird Counts have become an enjoyable tradition for many of us. What 
     
     could be a happier way to spend a few days of your Christmas season than with 
     
     your family or friends, enjoying the crisp December air, the challenge of tracking 
     
     down birds, and the excellent cuisine of a pot-luck supper to top it all off? 
     
     Beginning birders, as well as old hands are welcome. The cost for participation 
     
     of $2.00 per person. This helps to defray the expenses of publishing our count 
     
     results in American Birds, the journal which coordinates and prints count results 
     
     from across the continent. 
     
    

    
     For each count day, counters are assigned to teams and asked to spend as 
     
    

    
     ” many hours as possible recording numbers and species of all birds seen within 
     
     a designated area. In addition records are kept of hours and miles walked or 
     
     driven in the various habitat types covered. Mammals and their sign are also noted. 
     
    

    
     This year's count dates have been established as follows: P.E.I. National Park - 
     
     Sat., Dec. 17; Hillsborough - Tue., Dec. 27; and Montague - Mon., Jan. 2. The 
     
     Hillsborough pot-luck supper will be held at Paul and Arlene MacGuigan's on Strat— 
     
     ford Road. Volunteers are still needed to host the National Park and Montague 
     
     suppers. For more information about getting involved in count day activities, 
     
     contact Winnie Cairns at 838-2663 (or 894-4095) or Sid Watts in Kilmuir. 
     
    
   
   
    
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