The leopard silently wandered along the path, cutting through the low grass with twists and turns, heading thirstily towards the nearby river.
His wings wide, a white-back vulture arrives to claim a remaining bone from an old kill.
A warm golden light envelops a giraffe as it awakens to a new morning in the African bush. Sawubona means “good morning” in Zulu.
The young pied kingfisher snaps at the falling stick below like a magician.
The African leopard lay silent, only awakening to our presence.
The mongoose silently emerged from the reeds, her black eyes watching me with some caution.
He emerged slowly, his large, full tusk pressing across the bush.
A noisy squabble erupts alongside the shallow embankment as the small group of flamingos search for food.
He stood alone, on guarded watch over the hyena den.
The wild dog pups bounced and turned, snarling and whimpering in the play of survival.
A young Pied Kingfisher practices his catching skills on his perch.
The leopard lay still, observing a rising sun on the distant horizon.
The hyena cubs lay patiently by the den, awaiting their mothers return before nightfall.
The male cormorant waves his wings protectively over his mate, cooling her and the chicks against the unforgiving sun.
The taste was a pleasure, but his eyes were alert as he constantly scanned the bush around him.
He looked to one side, catching a glimpse of one of his pride emerging from the bush.
A fleeting moment captures the malachite kingfisher preening itself.
A young female leopard sits regally on a fallen jackalberry tree in the late afternoon, looking back at me.
Lifting in a sudden turn, the large hippo opens its jaws in a show of territorial defiance.
His roars rolled over the territory that was his kingdom.
