The tree, the snake, and the women who hold the land together
by BERNARD CHIKETO A COMPLETELY harmless Spotted Bush Snake hung over a pack of nervous journalists huddling in the cool shed of a giant baobab. It warmed itself in perfect camouflage against the grey, leafless bark, oblivious to the muffled murmur below—a unified verdict, delivered by phobia, that all snakes are dangerous.