I love Nature and I shall talk about Nature today again in my post, but I am going to try to write this in a very different way. Then you may think I am crazy to mean "grassroots" when there are no grasses except trees in my pictures. Anyhow I still insist on calling them "grassroots" instead of "treeroots" since "treeroots" are not found in any dictionaries, and this is what you cannot refuse.
The grassroots appear on my jungle trek every time I come near to the rest house. It makes me thinking in depth for a story to record their, as well as others', existence since every creature should have its own unique story in the history book.
So here come the story of grassroots. We can see the grassroots live close to each other harmonically in the first picture, though crowded and less comfortable, but they tolerate. They get to know and care about what happens to each other. The only difficulty is that the list is too long for me to write down.
They grow so high until they are too far away from the grassroots. They have forgotten they were grassroots earlier and they are being supported by the grassroots currently. At the time they wave their arms, they have neglected intentionally the grassroots are absorbing the vibrating pressure with great difficulty.
What then to see in the second picture are top of trees. They keep themselves in distance in order to hide away their ugliness and secret agenda. They are even arrogant enough to show their power in the thunder storm, they wave their arms and they shout in funny voices.
They grow so high until they are too far away from the grassroots. They have forgotten they were grassroots earlier and they are being supported by the grassroots currently. At the time they wave their arms, they have neglected intentionally the grassroots are absorbing the vibrating pressure with great difficulty.Then come my third picture which has never come into picture initially, not until I discovered an animal which can be identified as a monkey wandering around on top of the tree. Indeed, there may be only one occasionally but sometimes there may be more.
Finally, I need to tell you the truth. When I tried to have a close snap on the grassroots, I encountered some wonders. I saw a beautiful piece of mushroom. I bet no way the top of trees do ever have any opportunities to appreciate and enjoy that.
The top of the trees sound very arrogant. Maybe that's why the lightning hits them first. Then when they fall, they come back down to be with the roots.
ReplyDeleteI like seeing the picture of the monkey. I like to watch all animals, but monkeys are interesting because they look so much like us.
I'm getting ready to go out right now to get some close up pictures of nature.
I love trees. They are so majestic yet humble. You've captured them perfectly.
ReplyDeleteit was fun reading about grassroots for trees :) i believe you though, since i too have not heard of any treeroots.
ReplyDeletelove the third picture the most, love the bamboo, i guess i miss the huge bamboos, i could see well the monkey but i love to think they were hugging the bamboo? wow, i really would love to see some monkeys in the trail, i always find them fascinating, but i only get to see them in the zoo here. i don't think i saw monkeys in the trails also in the philippines, though, i saw some when i was younger in some houses, they were taken care of by some as pets? i am not so sure, but never saw one in the trail yet. i wish, someday.
This all looks so exotic to me, and yet so familiar to you. I like how you made it philosophic.
ReplyDeleteRatty...I like the lightning theory, it adds meat to my story.
ReplyDeleteI shall disclose the pictures of the monkey once I manage to get some good one.
Jodapoet...I agree totally with you, trees are humble which we should learn from.
betchai...I am learning through your comments. Monkeys were hugging the bamboo, good one.
Other than zoo, you will see monkeys in the cyberspace.
Sharkbytes...I always try to write in a philosophic manner, hope that everyone is entertained.
I like the idea of trees waving their arms. I'd prefer to think of them greeting me instead of waving me off in anger though.
ReplyDeleteI've had to deal with a garden variety of Bamboo has some really nasty 'grassroots'. It's very invasive and the smallest bit of root can start a new colony.
The light coming through the gap of leaves are usually difficult to meter.
ReplyDeleteI often stay away from such scene.
The green in the series of images is very well captured. The mushroom adds so much sense of nature to the whole post
WiseAcre...We do eat the delicious 'grassroots' (bamboo shoot). You can sell these invasive roots for a living.
ReplyDeleteroentarre...Actually I like the spot of morning sunlight behind the piece of wood in the last picture. Whenever there is light, there is hope.
Call it however you see fit! It is all nature, isn't it? :)
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