Path into my secret garden.
Instead of the hirsute meaning of hairy, I thought I would use its other meaning of scary. Very scary!!
Some years ago we went to Kariba to stay with my brother-in-law and his wife Ena. The temperatures in Kariba are up in the 40’s and we had been out fishing for a few days. This particular day Ena and I decided to let the boys go off on their own and we would have a restful day in the shade of the cool veranda.
There had been an elephant wandering around between the lodges for a while when suddenly she decided to come into our garden. My sister-in-law, full of nonsense as ever, threw an orange towards the eli who picked the orange up in her trunk and ate it, obviously enjoying it. So Ena threw another, then another each time a bit nearer to us. The elephant then came closer and closer, towards the source of the delicious oranges, which she could no doubt smell. She walked right up to the end of the raised veranda, which thankfully had a wooden rail. I got behind the kitchen unit and took one more picture just in case she got in and trampled on us, that would give proof as to what had happened to us!!! I have never been so frightened!! The open door in the photograph is a double door, which gives an idea of the size of the elephants head.
Can you see him? Look hard and you will see a little tiny elf standing in the shadows. The picture was taken 11 years ago and now that little elf has grown up into a wonderful 18 year old young man, just successfully finished his A levels and about to set off on the next chapter of his life.