tarangire, part 2

With a memory of yesterday, so warm and wonderful, I underdressed for the chill of the morning drive... but I had not a complaint in the world, as the overcast morning was laden with surprises to unfold.   Cam and Bob rode in a different vehicle, and it was fun to catch a glimpse of them now and again through the dust... and maybe blow a kiss or two as we passed.

The first hour was quiet... and so still. Bumping around the bend in the road, we found ourselves overlooking the river, and my breath was taken away... yet again. I cannot get over the magnitude of this place... and I know that this vastness cannot possibly be captured on film. So I look, and pray... to always remember the greatness.

And while I was still reeling from the view... elephants appeared along the path. I may have snapped the shutter a thousand times, but made sure to just watch them, too. To stand in awe of God's creation, and the small space between them and me. And this little one, about two weeks old? How could I not fall in love?

Much later in the ride... we came across a road block of vehicles, which, when you are out on safari, means that there is something incredible to see. Eyes in motion, looking for a prize... and there she was. A leopard, hunting in the rocks.

 To see this beautiful creature in motion was a gift... and oh my girl, lover of all cats, was in her glory. We watched the leopard stalk and miss, sun herself and then pounce off out of sight. All I could do was rest my face next to Laura's and whisper words of love. And thankfulness.