Madagascar. – Antananarivo. I can’t help it. At the risk of repeating myself, I post more photos of Tana in the evening light. Through my hotel window, from the mountain top, across the hills and various divisions of the city. The schools and churches, historical architecture and rusty roof sheeting. The browns and golds and warm orange. The reds and greens and towering whites.
I fell in love with this city, so much so that on my return I adopted a new rescue pitbull pup and named her Tanarive. I shower her with forever love, keeping Tana in my heart and ever present in my every day life.