Bless you Loxodanta Africana (Elephants)! We came to visit you in your paradise. And what a paradise it was!

Earth felt the wound; and Nature from her seat,
Sighing through all her works, gave signs of woe
That all was lost.  Paradise Lost. Book ix. Line 782.
These magnificent creatures are fleeing into Botswana – from all the killing going on in adjacent countries. Here they felt safe and so did we – privileged to be among them; they stopped us in the road, walked past our tent and one old matriarch had a screaming session, protecting one of the baby elephants. In the river they swam, played, dived and trumpeted and had yummy mud baths.  Of course they devoured every single Mopani bush for miles around.