A young elephant calf leans against her mother as the herd presses around protectively during their journey back into the deeper savannah grasslands.

In the hubris of a soft morning pink mist, a rippled surface reflects a pair of flamingoes moving in opposing directions.

Like a little explorer, the Oxpecker inserts its head into the buffalo nostril, examining the breathing space for ticks or insects.

A deeply quiet, yet proud, expression oozes as the elder lion of two brothers surveys his land in the early dawn.

Her bushy tail flicking uncertainly, the baby Nyala turned to face me.

The silhouette of a leopard preening itself is revealed against a blood-orange African sunset.

The face of the battle-scared leopard stares back at me as he continues to pad along the wilderness track of his home territory.

Under the protective shadow of her mother's massive frame, the little calf finds solace and security.

His hypnotic bat eyes gauge my presence below, watching every flicker of my movement with caution.

He contemplatively chews the dewy late afternoon savannah grass, his eyes now locked on my presence.

The silhouette of a leopard preening itself is revealed against a blood-orange African sunset.

In a nano-second the little malachite kingfisher expelled the scales and bones of its last meal.

He turned to face me, as my cautious step suddenly cracked the dry savannah grass.

The crunching of bones rings out the sounds of success. Their hunt had brought down an adult Nyala buck - nothing easy to take - and the young leopard took his first taste.

In the golden embrace of the African savannah, a young lion cub finds himself captivated by a small commotion unfurling amidst the long, dry grass.

A baby elephant gingerly steps out of the shadows into the light, its youth and vulnerability reflected by its emerging ivory.

It was a hyena that drew the Black Backed Jackal’s scavenging attention.

In the midst of a bustling congregation of avian beings, a single flamingo stood apart, its plumage a striking blend of crimson, red, and pink.

The African sundowner unfolded before us with breathtaking serenity reflected by the cry of a circling fish eagle breaking the tranquil amber silence.

His curious yet alert stare tells of his early days in the vast African bush.