Kauri tree |
Quipo tree |
Chicle tree |
Pandan tree |
Doum Palm |
Doum Palm |
This unusual palm actually has branches. Apparently ancient Egyptians enjoyed its doum palm fruits which tasted like gingerbread. They even buried them in pharaoh's tombs!
This massive baobab tree is thought to be planted in 1940. In Africa, bats brink nectar from the night-blossoming flowers, baboons eat the fruit, giraffes nibble on tender leaves and elephants chew on the moist bark. For us humans, the bark can be used for fiber, the fruit makes a refreshing drink, the leaves are medicinal and we can take a rest inside a hollow old baobab.
These cycads on the ground are often called "living fossils" because millions of years ago they dominated the landscape. They are rare and endangered today due to habitat destruction and over-collecting.
This strange South American tree sprouts fruits and flowers from the trunk! I've never seen anything like it! I'd never believe it until I saw it. The cannonballs are filled with foul smelling blue pulp that attracts pigs and chickens!
The Kapok tree was probably my favorite. Standing next to this tree, I felt like I was on the set of Jurrasic Park. Its beautiful buttress roots actually support the tree.
There's something about massive trees. I find it calming standing beside them. Sort of the feeling one gets when sitting beside a wise old grandfather who'd seen it all, done it all, know it all. Their stillness, their great big trunks and leaves, their massive roots digging into the ground ever so slowly but surely - it's magic happening every moment. Somehow the modern cityscape lacks their majesty and grace.
Trees are healing. It's no wonder the ancient aboriginal people felt trees and people were linked and trees were respected as 'spirits'. Today, walking among such giants spoke mountains of knowledge to me. They're not just big chunks of wood lying around. They are living and breathing creatures. Their stillness stuns me to silence. I have a deeper respect for their presence. I see how their survival is linked to ours in keeping this earth livable. Their silence and survival especially in days like these, when things disappear so rapidly, speaks mounds of history and strength to me. I went home feeling educated, moved, humbled, ironically at peace and simply in awe.
Baobab |
Cycads |
Black Pepper tree |
Cannonball tree |
Sausage tree |
Another awkward looking plant, the long woody thing hanging down is actually the sausage tree's fruit. Many animals in Africa such as baboons and giraffes rely on the 'sausages' for food. |
Kapok tree |
Kapok tree roots - this little nook could probably hide 20 people easily |
There's something about massive trees. I find it calming standing beside them. Sort of the feeling one gets when sitting beside a wise old grandfather who'd seen it all, done it all, know it all. Their stillness, their great big trunks and leaves, their massive roots digging into the ground ever so slowly but surely - it's magic happening every moment. Somehow the modern cityscape lacks their majesty and grace.
Trees are healing. It's no wonder the ancient aboriginal people felt trees and people were linked and trees were respected as 'spirits'. Today, walking among such giants spoke mountains of knowledge to me. They're not just big chunks of wood lying around. They are living and breathing creatures. Their stillness stuns me to silence. I have a deeper respect for their presence. I see how their survival is linked to ours in keeping this earth livable. Their silence and survival especially in days like these, when things disappear so rapidly, speaks mounds of history and strength to me. I went home feeling educated, moved, humbled, ironically at peace and simply in awe.
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