I’ve never seen you. Your silhouette lives only on the tongue of a ranger whose name won’t come to me. But he mentioned the incident: you and a group of tourists ready for surprise and wonder. And perhaps the tourists secretly hoped for a little drama, something unusual, as one does, after a few springbok-speckled hours in the bush. He told us that your mother was attacked by lions. In real life, adult giraffes are much taller and stronger than you’d think. But you weren’t supposed to know that and the lions opened her up. And found you. The tourists watched in shock.
Like a hot day in Kruger... Flashback-vibes.🦒♥️
P. S. I love the artwork