Leaves here are just beginning to turn their autumn shades, but we're remembering the colors we saw in August. The gorgeous feathers of a lilac breasted roller, the varied hues of glass beaded baskets in a village market, the bright blue balls of a colobus monkey, the ruby red of a freshly picked coffee bean and the painted face of a young Masai marking his indoctrination into manhood and the status of warrior--these are the colors of Africa, burned into our psyches and leaving us almost dizzy. Karen Blixen, the author of Out of Africa , put it best when she wrote: "There is something about safari life that makes you forget all your sorrows and feel the whole time as if you had drunk half a bottle of champagne--bubbling over with heartfelt gratitude for being alive."