the following is an excerpt from my africa travel journal:
the elephant skulls lay on the crater floor like scattered boulders in the grass. the elephants come here when they get old to eat the softer, more tender swamp grasses. by then, they are on their last set of teeth and apparently know this by some innate wisdom or instinct. they die here, leaving bones and spirits as massive as their former bodies. there is room in the crater to hold all that is, was, and will be.
july 3, 2011
ngorongoro crater, tanzania
photo by kaylynn neal