Elephant silhouetted at sunset in Chobe National Park in Botswana by 一把阳光

Se você quer alguém rastejando atrás de você, sugiro esquecer ter me conhecido e comprar uma iguana ou algo assim. Se tem uma coisa que eu sei nesse mundo é de mim. Me conheço. No meu corpo tem cromossomos de uma zebra africana. Estou sempre fugindo dos leões. Algumas pessoas escolhem ser livres. Outras não têm chance de escolha, apenas são. E nunca mudam, mesmo que queiram. É uma questão de fase: paixão não revelada é paixão morta, amor não demonstrado é amor morto. Só mais uns dias e pronto. Estarei oficialmente no limbo, na liberdade anestésica de absolutamente nada sentir.
—  Gabito Nunes

“Cattle and cows”

A cattle egret flies past an old African elephant. Sometimes one herd of elephants may have double or triple their number in these little herons walking alongside them, ever on the lookout for any insects that are startled out of cover. I love the contrast these two species create; the small, fluttery and elegant egret, who is lucky to see his seventh year of life, and the enormous, lumbering elephant who may live to be sixty.

The (somewhat silly) title is a joke on the fact that elephants are referred to as cows, bulls and calves, just like the cattle the egret is originally named after.

“Turkana Woman” 

original artwork created by William Morris as a part of his “Man Adorned” series

Found this gorgeous piece of art while exploring the De Young Museum in San Francisco. This is a special color edit I made. You can find original pics on the web.

Captured by chitownmarksman

“The last unicorn”

When the last eagle flies over the last crumbling mountain,
And the last lion roars at the last dusty fountain.
In the shadow of the forest, though she may be old and worn,
They will stare, unbelieving, at the last unicorn.

That is how America’s song “The Last Unicorn” goes, telling the sad fate of the world’s last unicorn. Although the song accompanies a fairy tale, it may soon become something of reality too. Here, a scene unfolds in the South Luangwa Valley of Zambia, where the world’s last Black rhino approaches a watering hole to drink. African elephants, Rhodesian giraffes, oribis and common elands all look on in reverence.

Hopefully a scene like this, with a real life last unicorn, will never become a reality. But sadly three of the world’s five rhino species are critically endangered, and all suffer from rampant poaching. They are killed for their horns, which are mistakenly believed to have medicinal properties (in fact rhino horn is made of keratin, and has as much medicinal use as our fingernails). There used to be rhinos bearing fantastic horns like the one in the drawing, and a special few survive to this day. Unfortunately with all the poaching and preventive dehorning, they are becoming a rarer and rarer sight.

The black rhinoceros (Diceros bicornis) used to occur throughout most of Sub-Saharan Africa, but is now restricted to only a few specks of land, mostly in heavily guarded National Parks and private reserves. The population declined by 96% between 1970 and 1992 due to poaching, and three of its eight subspecies are already extinct. The Ugandan and Chobe black rhinos might be extinct as well, the latter possibly hanging on through the life of a single individual.