Ranthambore National Park in Rajasthan, India is a melding of hues, tones and associations. Amber, beige, puce, khaki, alabaster, butterscotch, camel, chamois, celadon green. Cinnamon, cloves and cocoa. Copper and cordovan. Splashes of apricot and bittersweet. Chartreuse and maize. The greens are mostly faded, dusty, subtle. Tiger sightings are a game of chance. There are ten zones – tiger territories – each fiercely guarded by … Continue reading Ranthambore … and the man who knows his tigers.
This is to salute Suparna Ganguly – friend, environmentalist and animal activist – on her recent award from the President of India for her ‘outstanding work’; a public acknowledgement of her tireless, indomitable focus on the welfare of animals – wild, domesticated, abused, abandoned, disparaged, maligned. Suparna is a dear friend, yet I am the first to admit that I knew very little of what … Continue reading Suparna and her Elephants