I go back under my acacia tree. To hide from the overhead sun.
And then I get a most unexpected visitor. A curious zebra.
He leaves his herd, grazing along the other side of the road.
Strolls across the highway, narrowly avoiding the traffic.
For an idea of the risk, please see the picture above.
And all of this, to take a closer look at me.
Never had this experience in Scotland!