Forecasting

The rainy season has lasted several weeks longer this year then it has in recent past, according to my friends at Kecheibi. Like many others Nana, my chief, is quick to blame climate change –Africans don’t enjoy the same economic incentives to pretend certain things don’t exist. While I may be more hesitant to jump to certain conclusions I definitely notice the storm clouds rolling through. If there is any way to describe the weather in my little corner of the world I would say it is unpredictable. Though I’ve only been at site for some two months I would have expected to notice some sort of pattern in the almost daily storms passing through. They come from all directions, though more seem to come from the east, forming above the mountains. Half of the time my mountain is blanketed in mist that may or may not come our way (no matter- it makes for gorgeous scenery). I have noticed that storms coming from the north are particularly violent. They come at all times of day and may last for twenty minutes or four hours. It’s almost impossible to tell which clouds will dump and which will sweep through. Some systems are absolutely buzzing; you can’t close your eyes for ten seconds with out feeling another shock of thunder vibrate through the house.
When it’s not raining its hot. Really hot. But being that it’s Africa I won’t elaborate. That’s for the dry season, which should be coming any day now. It’s marked by the Harmatan, a dry wind from the Sahara which makes yam farmers shudder to talk about. But the vegetation around Kecheibi is fairly lush (especially by the river) so I have a feeling we won’t be engulfed in any major dust storms. But as a rule, I’m usually wrong over here, especially when it comes to weather. Also the mango and papaya season are fast approaching, which my nurse informs me, spells for a rapid increase in diarrhea cases. But we all look forward to it nonetheless.
I’m itching to start my garden. I’ve only chanced a few perennial plantings thus far, some fiery flowering bushes and of course my bamboo (which is now growing several inches a day). Other volunteers are gardening happily, but I’m afraid that the approaching dry season would soon desiccate any seedlings, especially annual vegetable crops. And that could be really bad for my credibility as an “Agric” volunteer. But preparations are under way for a PERMACULTURE DEMONSTRATION GARDEN around my house. –If you don’t know what permaculture is, look it up, the definition sounds a bit granolaesque, but it’s founded on solid ecological/social knowledge. It’s the wave of the future (man).
My other projects you ask? Well I think about that all day everyday and my options have been narrowed down only slightly. Kecheibi in a lot of ways is currently in a far more sustainable environmental state than any community I’ve seen back home and, for that matter most of the places I’ve passed through here in Ghana. Fields are left fallow for three or four years after one year of cultivation and mixed plantings are the norm rather than the exception. Heavy machinery is almost non-existent; it’s the gardener’s shadow that provides most of the fertilizer and weed control. There is room for improvement, certainly, but more than anything it will be my job to encourage farmers to hold on to these practices and to help make it more lucrative –which is possible.
One of the most obvious issues here is a lack of wild animals. They have all been eaten. There are few large mammals, there was once a Chimpanzee population –but that’s probably gone, elephants are restricted to a single national park and the only hoofed animals to speak of are small, flighty antelopes known as duikers. I don’t mean to paint the picture too bleak; there are plenty of conservation success stories in Ghana including various sanctuaries for hippos, crocodiles and monkeys. And there remains a diversity of smaller creatures to keep this nerdy naturalist happy. But I have met only a handful of Ghanians who see wildlife as more than tomorrow’s (or rather last night’s) meal. Peace Corps prepared us for this, with a number of alternative livelihood projects featuring animal rearing (grasscutter, rabbits, snails etc.). With some luck and a lot of hard work we may be able to get Kecheibians raising more of their own meat (rabbits). And I’m plotting the rise of a youth wildlife club. Also members of a nearby village have requested my help in building a beekeeping collective (you’ve never tasted honey so good). I also intend to develop a backyard garden project which will include my own permaculture demonstration site and a youth club directed at establishing productive food gardens between people’s homes. The village has already designated a place for my future tree farm and I’m in the process of collecting native seeds, which will eventually be mixed with moringa, acacia and fruit species. I will begin planting the seeds around early March. There are other ideas I’m playing with and the details are too many for today’s post.
Most of this should begin as the dry season sets in, and I hope it will begin to take shape as the rains come again. At least, that is the forecaste.

*Internet was down for a month. Please excuse my lack of posts/communication. But really, I think I’m more consistent about keeping in touch now than I was when internet was virtually free, fast and available*