We were driving through Savute. That's not quite redundant, certainly not as much as we did when we visited Namibia. There, the country feels like one long gravel highway that never ends, never arrives. You're just always on it. Here, Savute is Botswana's desert terrain, but by comparison to Namibia, it's lush, full of the tall grass, predators, and prey one hopes to see in Africa.

And some of the prey are just stunningly beautiful, especially the members of the antelope families. Here, we came upon a small herd of impala, easily identifiable by their beautiful lyre-shaped horns, just as the afternoon golden light was breaking through the clouds. I imagined an image where he might be staring right back at me. And eventually, that image would present itself. But not today. Today, meet Impala DK, who made it abundantly clear he had no interest in us. 

But as I watched through my lens, noticed his eyelashes and the fly dancing on his horn, I thought to myself: "don't miss this one." The light and the animal.