Pelo Tales: Xigera Hippo

My little house in the heart of the Okavango Delta was situated right on the edge of a Delta channel. One particular hippo would make his way from the pan on one side of the island each evening to enter the channel near my house by the break of day. This particular Heart moment evening he was grazing calmly but blocking my path home. He left me no choice but to sleep on a deck chair by the swimming pool using a towel as a blanket. I woke to this pastel sunrise as he slipped into the channel with a grunt to make his way round the island to climb out on the other side again that evening 🖤