Newlands Forest Story

The Cape Town winter can have some summer days like this weekend.

The rising sun paints the forest in beautiful colors.

Golden shadow stripes lead the way.

Fern embryos are born in a loving embrace.

A spider is guarding his net in the morning dew.

 Stars are shining along the way.

A rocky path leads deep into the mystery of the forest.

Chaos reigns deep in the woods.

It is dark; death and decay are greeting me.

I meet my old friend, a crone of a tree. I feel her connection deep in the ground to all living beings.

She carries the sorrow and pain of aeons.

As I continue I meet other trees growing tall into the light.

The eucalyptus trees grow as high as the sky.

Cork oaks carry their story carved out of their bark.

I see a little seed settling on a fallen tree. Will it grow and tell a story one day?