My August “Pic(k) of the month” was a tricky to select. With ample photo opportunities during the month, both in Bulawayo and during a fieldwork stint in Matobo, I was spoilt for choice. Wild weather mid-month made it feel more like July, but the vegetation and colours in the bush stuck resolutely to their usual pattern.
Dawn broke with little fanfare, our south-facing hide precluding a view of the rising sun. Colours gradually strengthened in the beautiful “golden hour” light, while the post-sunrise chill surrendered to real warmth. Birds were our first visitors, the whistle-purr of doves’ wings a continuous background track to the developing day.
A month spent in town meant no photos of big-and-hairies, but the promise of warm weather to come and the dry season palette provided ample photo opportunities. “Seeing” photos in one’s yard is a fun exercise, and one that keeps creative juices flowing.
In the dark, claustrophobic pause between sunset and moonrise, we listened as the bats – precision flyers extraordinaire – swooped in and out of the observation window, their just-audible chirrups announcing their (insect) genocidal intent with every visit. Outside the hide, movement at the pan had ceased, the last visitor a scrub hare that paused for a quick drink before bounding off into the bush.
