Henry was not long in coming.
He had one thought only:
“It tastes good here.”
Orange food for Life in Colour in October.
Author: eklastic
Zu alt, um nur zu spielen. Zu jung, um ohne Wunsch zu sein.
Let’s Cross Horns
At the southern tip of the Kruger Park is the Berg en Dal Camp and most of the white rhinos can be found in its vicinity. When we were there in the 1980s their numbers were more than three times what they are now, and even that wasn’t a glorious past for the beasts.
This much smaller armoured creature was inside one of the camps and we helped it out of the road.
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[Disclaimer: The photos have been photographed from prints.]
I’m a Fan of the Gingko
This Gingko in the Weinheimer Schlosspark is 180 years old and over 23 metres high (the sign says 20 metres but the sign itself is about 20 years old and the gingko hasn’t stopped growing).
Before the Leaves Fall
It’s all about the light and the colours in autumn.
Green and grey and hazy.
Orange and yellow and clear.
Brown and red and dusky.
Green and yellow and bright.
And the final photo from yesterday – taken from a car driving on the autobahn (I wasn’t the one on the steering wheel, of course).
Who’s Watching Whom?
In the Kruger National Park there is no hiking – the humans sit in a metal cages rolling past the animals. Even if walking was allowed the distances would make it very difficult to get around. The park itself is almost 20.000 km2 in size (that’s without the adjoining private areas the parts in Mozambique and Zimbabwe with which it forms the Great Limpopo Transfrontier Park). That’s about the size of the state of Israel and half the size of Switzerland.
This giraffe was very obliging, ducking its head to fit in the frame.
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[Disclaimer: The photos have been photographed from prints.]
What Would Carl Sagan say?
“Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.”
Macro Monday
Whatcha lookin’ at?
Monday Portrait
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