The Lion and Rhino Park, South Africa
There are not many moments in my life when i accept the reality of how feeble and breakable we are as human beings. Often lost and absorbed in my own world where facing the wrath of nature is hardly commonplace let alone facing near death at the jaws of natures proudest hunter. In fact the worst i have to deal with is a bad phone signal and the 45 bus on Pershore rd... comes right for you in the early mornings.
Luckily, when i took this photo i was safe and sound on the other side of a wire fence and not facing any jaws of death whatsoever but when the Lion stirred and a deep guttural groan escaped from his lungs i felt like i might have been in the middle of a field, in the middle of Africa with nowhere to run.
In the image, which hangs in my lounge, I find the evident power and beauty of the Lion mesmerizing and calming but there is always the reality check as i look away and take in the view of Birmingham that no danger is posed from the wildlife in Edgbaston and it is these two contrasting feelings that make me so fond of this image.