So sad with the news!!! Out of Africa Wildlife Park announcement:
Kibo is the friend that we are deeply saddened to have lost yesterday. All of the thousands of people who have visited our park since 1999 knew him, loved him and probably had been kissed by him! He had a level of wit and curiosity that surpassed any other friends with which he shared his space. He always drew you in for the kiss and made you feel like a giant kid again. He touched our hearts and reminded us to be silly and to laugh every day, especially when he would sit down in front of the entry gates. Saying farewell to this kind of friend does not happen quickly and in fact, has left many breathless and deeply saddened.
It is with heavy hearts that we announce the passing of our beloved Kibo, male giraffe, on August 20, 2019.
He was euthanized due to complications in recovery from an anesthetic procedure while being surrounded by the park owners and loving keepers.
Kibo was 20 years old. He came to the park in 1999 and lived with Pilgrim until they began their fight for an imaginary female. He lived in the Serengeti area and greeted all those who would give him treats and was never shy about requesting more. He would make the rounds through the habitat and often come over to see the micro pigs when they were being dropped off in the morning to ‘share’ a bit of romaine lettuce. The average age for a captive male giraffe is 14 years, according to the industry professionals. He lived a long life with us at Out of Africa Wildlife Park. As one person said, “He is probably in heaven chasing all of the girls.”. .
But wait, there's more!
A gorgeous 35 x 40" print on Kodak endura lustre with deep blacks and sharp yellow of the black eyed susan. You have to see this to really appreciate the contrast. When I picked these up the other customers at the counter were almost as excited as I was! $180 plus shipping or pick up in Peoria or Scottsdale.
“I fell into a burnin' ring of fire
I went down, down, down
And the flames went higher
And it burns, burns, burns
The ring of fire, the ring of fire....”
Those words describe this time of year in Phoenix pretty well! But isn’t the sky lovely?
“Everything is only for a day, both that which remembers and that which is remembered. Observe constantly that all things take place by change, and accustom thyself to consider that the nature of the universe loves nothing so much as to change things which are and to make new things like them. For everything that exists is in a manner the seed of that which will be.” #marcusaurelius
“Holding Court” — Courthouse Butte presiding over the Sedona, Arizona landscape.
First image: 5:4 crop of the second image
Second image: 3:2 original
For more photos and prints, visit my website – link in bio.
My gear and settings:
🔹Camera: Canon 6D Mark II
🔹Lens: Canon EF24-105mm f/4L IS II USM
🔹Focal length: 24 mm
🔹Shutter: 1/30 sec
🔹Filter: Lee Landscape Circular Polarizer Filter
🔹Tripod: Gitzo GT3532 Mountaineer Series 3 with Gitzo GH3382QD Ball Head
🔹Bag: Lowepro ProTactic 450 AW Backpack
I’m clearing cobwebs out of my life and I feel it.
Like I really, truly, fully, deeply, thoroughly feel it.
The terrain of my life is changing and I’m the one changing it.
Without a doubt, I am forever and always a reflection of the desert. Her wild and her resilience and her complete insistence that she doesn’t give a fuck about what’s expected of her.
She’ll thrive anyway.
She’ll expand anyway.
She’ll pulse from the ground to the wide open sky with a heartbeat we have to learn how to feel, how to hear, how to honor.
But inside the wilderness that is me, the atmosphere is changing. I’m not the person I was six months ago, or a year ago, or a decade ago. I don’t see, or think, or speak, or feel the same way anymore.
And I’m so ready for that.
The inner work I started over four years ago is starting to push up into new growth. The roots I’ve carefully tended, poured into, guarded, and trusted divine love to nurture have produced something I was always creating towards.
It’s not that life is suddenly all sunshine and ease. It’s not that everything has magically come together.
It’s more like I’ve dismantled enough in my life to finally begin aligning in a really big way. And this ground I’m holding right now feels both powerful and tender, both new and ancient, both flow and steady.
I can tell you one completely honest thing about moving into a new life: no one else creates it for you. No one. And that doesn’t mean you go it alone.
It just means you have to stop waiting for someone else to make it feel safe enough for you to start living.
The living is already yours. There just might be a whole lot of clutter in your mind and heart that keeps you from reaching for it.
So start clearing, babes. You won’t regret it.