TIGERS OF THE WEST... I'm back in the urban jungle for a few days now, stuff to do. It's a time to get the right fluid levels again after being physically and mentally parched by the torturous heat of west Nepal. It's also time to get some perspective after dreamlike tiger experiences including a close encounter with a cub that took my breath away and also made me ask very seriously "um, where is your mother?" ... before that I was totally tricked by an adult tigress (not the first time I've been confused by that gender but usually by the two legged species).
I'll write about these and other events very soon but for now I'm sitting here quietly reflecting before "Jungle to the Sky" takes me back to the sky and tigers of another style.
The tigers of the west are doing ok, more than ok, considering what our species makes them contend with. This remarkable creature in combination with some remarkable people is turning back the clock, restoring an ecosystem, giving huge hope.
There is much to still be done. It will be done that I know. Dreamlike encounters really add fuel to determined reality...
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