As we make our way down the two-rut road, a mob of Helmeted guineafowl runs ahead of us. They dart from one side of the road to the other, a bunch of silly old biddies, with shrunken featherless heads, thick bodies covered in spotted dark gray plumage and large rumps that bounce when they run. Blue jowls on their necks flap back and forth under their beaks. They never once consider flying to get out of our path.
The guineafowl call excitedly to each other as we flush them: Keck, keck, keck, keck, keck, keck, KECK!!!!!!! Eventually they dash to the side of the road and disappear into the bush.
Ignoring them, the elephant in front of us steadily treads down the right rut of the road. His pace is unhurried, measured, constant. A shoulder lifts, a leg straightens, accepts weight, and the foot splays out. A back leg moves forward, toenails scraping sand, straightens, accepts weight, and the foot splays out. A creature bigger than most monuments is on the move.
6 thoughts on “Monuments”
love your descriptions. Could totally see the guinea fowl, and feel the ellie. Going back in January leading a tour and then on my own for a week. Cant wait. Lori from SavingWild.com Happy to share book struggles and triumphs. My next book will be out in March.
Hey, thanks for following! It’s an honor. Would love to hear about your “struggles and triumphs.” Looking for an agent right now. Did you go the agent route? When it gets closer to March, let me know and I’ll post about your book here. I’ve posted about EcoExist here and can dovetail Amanda & you together in a new blurb.
What a lovely piece, Cheryl. I was so into it – then it ended – far too soon. Thank You. Much Love