A Mopane Grove Moment
A Mopane Grove mongoose lies in the shadow of the curved arm of a Candelabra Euphorbia, the scene dappled in sunlight and rustic hues. The shadows contrast with the whiteness of her throne and her elbow rests on the crest of the ageing and flaking cervical vertebra of an
There have been times that an elephant has stood here and touched these very bones with the tips of their trunk, even moved them, though never far. Hyena
These bones lie at my front door.
They are my memorial to elephants I have known, loved and lost.