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.
I stand alone, dare to thrive where others fell. I do not boast nor brag about this feat because alas, I am alone. The clouds gathered above in angry consort, enraged by my defiance and refusal to bend. A healthy root system and an unyielding trunk, I shall not be moved. Yea they come against me with chains of destruction, I shall stand with my leaves ready, ready to launch counter attacks defend by home. Yes it is I, the one who stands alone.
Karaudanawa is an Amerindian Village in the Southern Rupununi Region of Guyana. This region is known for its picturesque landscapes and serene atmosphere.
Saw this tree in Winsdor Forest, West Coast Demerara. One tree in Winsdor Forest….hmmmm….
These trees currently are providing some picturesque and fairytale-like moments for many as they traverse Vlissengen/Irving Roads nearing the Seawall. I hope to see some professional shots of these lovely trees by our experienced photographers.