From the ashes another will rise. A dead tree lies across an abandoned trail, signifying the end of a once trafficked route. Footsteps no longer trudged across the compacted exposed soil nor branches clipped by wornout machetes. In this state of fallowing the forest dwellers slowly slip out of the shadows and take up positions along the once trimmed corridor. And at the very beginning of this repurposed trail, stand the guardians of new community.
Kneeling on the ground, looking up at this tower, which is part of a 19th Century Anglican Church in Guyana, a former Colony of Great Britain, France and Holland. Located in Leguan, an island in the mighty Essequibo River, this marvel is not seen by many. Yet it lies there in a state of slumber, waiting to be awaken by the sound of footsteps traversing its cobwebbed floor.
Welcome to Leguan, the Island of peace and serenity. The people are easygoing and polite, the food is tasty and affordable, and the time moves slowly.