The hot sun hung heavily over the Etosha wildlife park, but at one of the few waterholes, life was at its busiest. Several mammals had gathered there to quench their thirst, each with their own rhythms and manners.
For a moment, time seemed to stand still. Different species, large and small, each with their own way of drinking, shared this precious water. The waterhole was more than a place to quench thirst; it was a refuge, a place where animals could meet without fear, bound by a simple need: to live and drink.
My name is Zeno Swijtink.
For as long as I can remember, I have had a passion for nature. I especially enjoy wandering through nature and I like to be guided by my curiosity.
I have been lucky enough to travel through many different countries, often with my camera as..
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