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.
Perhaps I was tired, perhaps it was the hour of the day…maybe it was the trees or the homes that hid among them. Something felt magical as I gazed into this grove, thinking of hidden kingdoms and micro wars. The guardian trees stood ready to fight against the forces of the dark night.
Claiming a spot for themselves, these shrubs interrupt the gentle rolling hills of grass. Unique in form, they decorate the landscape, appearing like blotches on a smooth surface. Thrown out by the patches of forests and unwanted by the grasses, they live a life of solitude, longing for a place to belong.
This bridge is located in the Madewini Resort compound. A truly peaceful place to enjoy a relaxing day. Calm and serene is an understatement when it comes to this place.