I have a feeling that the afternoon and evening are going to run away from me (not literally – that would be weird), and so I thought I’d pop up a quick Quota Photo.
This one was taken in the car park of one of the places I stayed up in Limpopo when I was taking photos there last March.
Ostrich in a car park?
I know, I know, its serious.
Sorry.
The acacia tree made for a nice frame for this male ostrich’s head. His comedic goon expression does the rest quite nicely.
When I was younger, growing up in Sheffield, we generally didn’t have ostriches wandering around the car parks. Perhaps a pigeon, sometimes a squirrel, but nothing really this big or daft looking.
Not to say this is the usual thing here in SA either. Although your chances of spotting a wild baboon or ostrich in a parking area are probably here than in Broomhill.
But despite the rather larger wildlife, you’re still perfectly safe.
As long as it chooses not to kick you to death with its terrifying dinosaur feet, of course.