Boteti river flood welcomed by villagers

But my exhilaration has got nothing to do with making a discovery, but the long awaited flooding of the Boteti River, for I grew up marvelling at its majesty, as it meandered along a previously dry riverbed and the miraculous change of life for everything and everyone next to it thereafter.  It went dry for the last time when I was 20 years old.

Everything changed for the worse. No more fish, except Lucky Star pilchards in their red tins. I could only glimpse the bright flowers and broad leaves of a tswii on tourist guide materials with a heavy heart.   A hippopotamus had to be shipped all the way to the Okavango after it failed to follow other animals, which went back with the river.