When you realize it's not food time yet.

Strolling through the Devils at Cradle sanctuary under the afternoon sun, I came across a Tasmanian Devil in its enclosure. Its dark fur contrasted sharply with a white stripe across its chest. With pinkish ears and a prominent nose, it looked alert and slightly upwards. The ground was a mix of dried leaves, twigs, and wood chips, mimicking its natural habitat. Observing this creature reminded me of the raw beauty and untamed spirit that nature holds—a stark reminder of what we often overlook in our daily lives.