Considering Paula is taking a well-earned break
I decided to post another
It is a bit hard to define the zebra at this focal length.
Tuesday Photo Challenge
Africa provided very little to see
that we could not see at home.
Or at least in other closer countries.
I firmly believe that the future of
African tourism (at least) lies with
these babies of their species.
Giraffe and Elephant…Botswana 2014.
Lion Cubs…Greater Kruger National Park…2013.
My contribution for
this week’s challenge
(At least 6 letters and letter R)
Random Rs from
anywhere, again, this week.
AND just noted my interpretation is partially incorrect.
I was sssooo certain that the word
just needed to include letter R.
Rhinoceros in Kruger National Park.
an airship waiting at an airport.
Eastern Rosella Parrot.
We commonly call them Rosellas.
Finally, Botswana’s giant…
My contribution for this week’s challenge…
When I think of pedestrian I think of people
that I need to give way to if I am driving.
In Africa the animals are the pedestrians which
often move at a pedestrian pace.
It is far better to wait for some, such as this rhino,
until they have crossed the road.
Similarly a good idea not to upset
the gentle giants of the land.
Some small impala you think you could bluff…
until, he who never looks comes
bounding out of the scrub
Then there are pedestrians who cause traffic chaos
with their sit down strikes.
This lot even sent out a parking inspector to
make sure we were all doing the right thing.
without a zebra crossing image.
Zebras will never die of high blood pressure.
On this day, they even took time out
to gawk at the tourists.
Finding Your Place
After spending fifty-five years of my life farming these paddocks,
caring for sheep and cattle and
cropping each paddock in its turn…
I found the quietness of the African bush
very similar to that of Western Victoria.
It wasn’t until we arrived in Perth for a few days,
12 hours behind the scheduled,
and without any decent sleep for two nights
that I appreciated the South African velds
and realised just how quiet it was.
Perth is supposed to be a fairly quiet, laid back city.
However, I will never forget
our noisy introduction to Perth traffic.
Although much quieter than Melbourne and Sydney,
Perth made me realise how the open expanses
of Western Victoria and the
South African Velds were the place I wanted to be.
without any amenities at all,
was a charming place to camp for a night.
So they are MY places…not in the middle of a crowd.
Not sure about my take on this theme…
But a shallow depth of field…