It was our last night in Africa, 2013.
We had previously met
mother Limpy, but not her cubs.
This evening we were lucky.
Playing with Mum’s tail is fun…
especially when I catch it, thought Nosy.
LImpy thinks otherwise and tells the kids
to go and watch the tourists.
Be careful, Nosy , she says as he commences
to stalk the tourists.
Blending in with the foliage he stalks us all the way down to…
…where he takes cover behind some tasty elephant dung.
Rosy soon catches up.
Nosy does want to share his dung and shoves Rosy away.
Rosy…
goes…
rolling…
over…
off the…
pile of elephant…
dung, and on to…
some dry grass.
‘Muuuum’ Rosy wails…
‘Nosy pushed me.
Did you see it, Mum?
Did you?’
***
Although some of the roll may appear
to be the same photo, I assure readers it isn’t.
In the twenty minutes we were in the company
of those cubs I captured around 300 images.
Upon arriving back at camp I overheard
one of our fellow travellers commenting
the he had taken nearly 800 photos
during our sixteen day trip.
I averaged around 800 per day.
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Wits End Weekly Prompt: Sequences
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