Though the Lens
The heat wave was relentless, never had the water buffalo and her calf suffered so. All their favourite mud wallows had dried out, their once soft mud was now as hard as iron. Maya kept her tail swinging, but the…
The heat wave was relentless, never had the water buffalo and her calf suffered so. All their favourite mud wallows had dried out, their once soft mud was now as hard as iron. Maya kept her tail swinging, but the…