Anna's description of a baby giraffe....

As the sand dries upon my face, I catch a glimpse of a lanky, Saharan animal. The juvenille leaf-eater scrumbles in the sand, with his protective mother at his side. The leggy sprog extends his graceful neck for a taste of foliage. His neck may be elegant, but he clambers awkwardly. He is innocent and accident-prone, pure yet ungainly. He is young and spotted, his ears look extensive compared to his wee profile. As our shabby jeep rolls along, I lose sight of this awe-inspiring young creature. It will, however, be inscribed in my memory for decades to come.
~Anna