The bush terrain around Restart is alluring in it’s own way.
An acacia tree with Lake Naivasha in the background.
The main building of Restart. Dances, fashion walks, and all sorts of shenanigans happen here.
A little girl asked me if she could use my camera and took this picture. I don’t think she had touched a camera before, but the result was amazing.
Football (soccer) is a huge part of the lifestyle at Restart. Here are the boy’s cleats all lined up.
My dad and Kim the Taxi jumpstart the broken down car that will take me to Gilgil.
Bougainvillea is a very popular plant in Kenya and lends it’s bright colors to almost any terrain.
The precipice of a road winding down the foothills of the Abedares into the Rift Valley.
This picture (and others like it) were taken in the mirror above the sink in my Gilgil apartment. I often would look into this mirror, inquiring into the reflection I saw.
A lonely flower blooms on the fence of Restart.
One goat, two goat, white goat, brown goat.
Farmland on the drive from Limuru to Gilgil.
The children at Restart keep each other entertained with all sorts of hand games.
Mary Coulson, the “Lady of the Woods,” and one of the people who inspired my life.
Rolling, light-touched crests and falls of the Rift Valley.
The view from outside my apartment.
A corner of many curious little lines of shops that line many rural Kenyan roads.
A motorbike speeding along in a grove of giant acacia trees.
I actually took this photo in my room after returning from Restart. Here is the infamous red kikoi featured in “La Tzigane.”
There are so many beautiful flowers around the campus of Restart.
More arts and crafts by Sanata.
We all reach for something, but what is it?
The giant orange Restart bus, used for field trips.
There are beautiful flowers in each and every corner of the world.
The clouds sweep over the Earth.
Christmas presents for the children at Restart!
A broken window, a twisted identity.
Elie and Sarah walk to Restart.
The campus of Restart is very well-thought out, providing lots of green space for children to play on.
Birds on a line.
Hanging laundry outside my apartment on the second floor.
An acacia next to the road to Restart.
A yellow fever acacia tree.
Who knew that empty water tanks could be so much fun?
An acacia grove standing alongside the road.
Mary’s dining room.
Nicole aligns with the universe as colors come together in a whimsical moment of time.
Some amaranth and raisins for breakfast!
“I LOVE RESTART”
Mary’s house, drenched and caressed by vines and indigenous flowers.
The sun suddenly illuminated Nicole, giving her a halo. This was taken during one of our very bumpy rides in the back of the pickup truck.
Madonna and child.
A petrol station at one of the little towns along the highway.
The sink in my apartment.
A pop of color caught by the morning sun.
The skies are grey over the rolling farmland of the Rift.
A rainbow of thread.
A little boy stands before a volleyball game.
A wrong dive.
Listening, watching, wondering.
Restart Africa also features a medicinal plant project in which the knowledge of healing herbs is preserved.
On one of my last days at Restart, it rained so hard that even the second-story floors were flooded.
Jacaranda trees are very common in Nairobi and across the Rift.
Some of the jewelry that the women in Sanata make.
The Sanata women’s group designs all sorts of beautiful and eclectic pieces.
“Think not what you are… But what you can become.”
The view from inside the Restart Bus.
Part of the quote on the wall in the main room of Restart, which echoes the founding philosophy.
The old Restart truck, also known as the “royal carriage of Langalanga.” From the back of this truck we always had scenic and interesting tours of the city, including the time a man on a motorbike threw a chicken at us.
One of the gates on the way to Restart. Normally cows bask in the sun in the adjacent pasture.
Maize growing next to the highway.
An early morning outside of Mary’s driveway.
A shoe made by Sanata. They even custom-made me a pair for my little pixie feet!
Many everyday objects spring to life as playmates.
Nicole, Elie, and Sarah laughing as some of the little ones tumble through the grass.