Happy day, Shadow Hunters🤗! Welcome to my shadow hunting blog.
This week, as I was collecting shadows, my mind kept ringing with the phrase “African Time.” So I tried to capture how, before the ticking clock arrived, time was told. It was all in harmony with nature: the sun, the shadows, the cock crows.
I was facing west, taken in the morning.. When the cows followed the dew
When the sun rose, casting long shadows in the west, the day began with everyone heading to their duties. This was commonly called “when the cows followed the dew.”
I took this at eleven..almost noon my favorite time.. Almost when the sun stood still.
As the sun climbed high and shadows gathered at their feet, it was noon, known as “when the sun stood still and the cows lay to rest under the tree shades.” Fires were lit, and meals prepared.
I took this when going home from work and my friend joined in.. When the cows returned home. For my love of sunsets, this is my entry shadow.
As the day stretched on and the sun leaned westward, casting long shadows to the east, work slowed. The herders brought the cows home, a time called “when the cows returned from the forest.”
In those days, time was not numbers on a clock but moments marked by the rhythm of life. Sometimes, I wonder how it'd have felt just living in those times, flowing along with nature.
Thank you for reading❤️. Peace and love.
