I stand outside at daybreak as a frosty breeze dances through the Masai Mara National Reserve. The crisp air feels alive and the emergence of a new day is invigorating. I’m bundled in layers of t-shirts and sweaters, sipping a cup of hot Kenyan coffee. Steam rises from my mug and slowly melts away into a misty violet-colored dawn. There is no sound but for the murmur of the wind and the faint fluttering of birds. I close my eyes and breathe slowly as Africa awakens from its nighttime slumber. The morning air smells of luxuriant earth and wild animals.
Photo credit: Bob Riel