Snuggled in. Pillows and fleece. A cool breeze passing through the mosquito net that hangs from four plastic chair posts around the mattress. Looking to the celestial night sky, I could be anywhere. I could be with you, or completely alone, or exactly where I am - camped out on a rooftop, 6 degrees North of the Equator, awaiting the Lunar Eclipse that the clouds ultimately veiled. Kotei, Kumasi, Ghana. September 27, 2015.

The scuffle of hooves on the dry dirt is explosive. The clashing of horns is violent and startling with each collision. Suddenly silence enters the clearing. And just as suddenly, the sounds of battle erupt again as the two Kob Antelope continue their fight for dominance of the territory. Mole National Park, Ghana. August 16, 2015.

It’s rainy season and while that means the elephants are more difficult to find, it also means the green of the grass is more vibrant and the red of the dirt is richer. We’re happy to leave the elephants to roam the park in peace while we roam elsewhere. Wind in our hair, branches reaching out to graze our arms with their leaves, from atop the safari jeep we pass through nature’s gateway into more of the serene beauty of Mole National Park. Mole National Park, Ghana. August 16, 2015.

It’s mid-morning, the sun is becoming bright but is not yet overwhelmingly hot. Wandering along the dusty road, viewing life through a lens, the model is Mother Nature, the inspiration is a friend. Kotei, Kumasi, Ghana. June 7, 2015.

Rainy season is upon us, bringing rich green colours to the landscape, deep, murky puddles to the roads and trails. The rain is at once as giving of life as the puddle water is for this pup and as threatening and destructive as the same puddle water is to the structure of this road. Kotei, Kumasi, Ghana. June 7, 2015.

Judging by appearance - brown coloured dirt, looser in some places and more packed in others, fallen leaves in all the shades of fall, and twisting, uncovered roots, this forest floor could be trailing through a park in Canada as convincingly as it is in Ghana. It is not until the gaze lifts that the subtle difference in shape of the green foliage and the more obvious difference in the structure of the trees becomes apparent. The fog, too, is clearly unique - a combination of smoke, heat, and humidity. In the canopy, we are in Ghana; on the ground, we are in Canada; in the forest, we are home. Kakum National Park, Ghana. April 4, 2015.

The warmth of the sun is fading as dusk sets in. Vibrant blues change quickly to soft topes and the sun appears more eager to close the day than does the lone fisherman. The water churns while it is simultaneously peaceful and the horizon reflects the curvature of the Earth with surprising distinction. Cape Three Points, Ghana. April 2, 2015.

Finished for the day, the fishermen and their boats are nestled on the beach next to the infamous Cape Coast Castle. Once, beginning a journey out to sea from these walls meant sailing toward a life of entrapment that was not one's own. Today, leaving the castle shores means the possibility of greater freedom as the fishermen harvest their livelihood from the sea. Cape Coast Castle, Cape Coast, Ghana. April 4, 2015.

Snow. She is timid and would run in the opposite direction at the sound of any noise that wasn't her mum, but tonight, we were friends. VOTOlandia. May 29, 2015.