I. Vigil

I. VigilSerengeti National Park, Tanzania She allowed the grass to do the work of concealment and watched through it with a patience so complete it had become invisible.

the unsettling

the way Monet and his contemporaries understood that feeling and light matter more than precision

just the faintest parting

the way it will do for the rest of its life

I felt the weight of the clouds and the thrill of being alive beneath them and captured that instant

elevated just enough to see without being seen

there was a hike to the top of Kuwohi

a single line of trees dissolving into grey

for the first time

📍 Labuk Bay Proboscis Sanctuary

and it is coming

The foal's are softer still