Then I began to laugh, because of what we had both said, and because of her laughter and the sun and the sky and the lake.

NEWYORKER: Miracle Polish

Its isolated branch on a Lake Victoria island receives money from the sky: with no landing strip, planes drop bags of cash to be collected by staff and security guards.

ECONOMIST: Business in Africa

It was a little lake, still and dazzling under the clear sky.

NEWYORKER: Gravel