“Madikwe has been a bit of a mixed bag… if your idea of a mixed bag includes 5/5 sightings of lions, cheetahs, wild dogs and then, just for good measure, some rather ridiculous scenery thrown in on top. The kind of place that makes you question whether you’ve accidentally skipped ahead a few chapters.”
“There are people who believe that because they once occupied a chapter of your life, they retain editorial rights over the sequel. They mistake participation for ownership. Contribution for authorship. They were present at the foundation, so they believe every new floor is somehow built in their honour.
Success is not measured by who stood near you once.
It’s measured by whether you can stand by yourself now.
But that doesn’t stop the peripheral characters from narrating your achievements as if they still hold the pen.
Rhinos do something similar with space. They remember where something happened, not why. A tree becomes significant because something once startled them there. A clearing becomes “theirs” because they stood in it during a season when it mattered.
Memory without context hardens into entitlement.”
“Madikwe has been a bit of a mixed bag… if your idea of a mixed bag includes 5/5 sightings of lions, cheetahs, wild dogs and then, just for good measure, some rather ridiculous scenery thrown in on top. The kind of place that makes you question whether you’ve accidentally skipped ahead a few chapters.”
“There are people who believe that because they once occupied a chapter of your life, they retain editorial rights over the sequel. They mistake participation for ownership. Contribution for authorship. They were present at the foundation, so they believe every new floor is somehow built in their honour. Success is not measured by who stood near you once. It’s measured by whether you can stand by yourself now. But that doesn’t stop the peripheral characters from narrating your achievements as if they still hold the pen. Rhinos do something similar with space. They remember where something happened, not why. A tree becomes significant because something once startled them there. A clearing becomes “theirs” because they stood in it during a season when it mattered. Memory without context hardens into entitlement.”
Wildlife Beyond the Lens 