...or tries to...

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Symbiotic



I've passed these trees many times on my way back home from places, and I love their gothic cloaked drama. They're frozen in what seems like a continuous Boo. But, really, they're just unfortunate to be set in a lot that no one pays much attention to-they're smothered by an invasive vine that doesn't belong here. An errant combination of man and nature's symbiosis rules this yard, so much so that now the trees are less of what they are than what they're covered in. Actors must feel this, when they're more of who they're pretending to be than they are themselves.

Symbiosis is such a factor of life that you could say it defines life-we are what we are joined to, physically and emotionally. Florida is like a visual symbiosis encyclopedia, and its effects are almost impossible to avoid-almost every walled community is framed by drainage canals gone jungle-dark thick tangles of life growing around and onto and into each other.


We don't have the kudzu of the deep South, but we have things like strangler figs, clutching palms as they grip and squeeze and choke.






So many things shoot out roots and climb-and faster than you would think possible.


And duckweed spreads,






until the water seems solid, and both are inseparable.

3 comments:

rosanna said...

Your nature seems so wild and dangerous, much fiercer than ours.
It's the same feeling I have whenever I go abroad and I see hearth roads: the crude hearth is something which we are not accustomed too. Everything is concretized an impermealized here. That's why disasters occure.
And yet Nature has the power of frightening me, I'm truly a city dweller.

Daydreamer said...

It makes me wonder where life ends and Death begins for those strangled trees.... and smothered ponds.... One life beginning where the other ends... both hanging on in the middle.
The jungle isn't as rampant up here... but there are plenty of species that crowd out others.... the fields die where the forest begins. Is there really any other way? As you say...we are what we rub up against in our symbiosis... we just learn how to define the edges and call them separate.
I have always been fascinated by the elegance of Root systems..... spooky and beautiful at the same time.

Sans! said...

And I thought we have amazing trees!

It is interesting to read the reactions of Ro and Bets to your trees. Because I only saw beauty. But then everything that awes me is beautiful. Trees that can grow to 100s of meters high, seemingly harmless looking leaves that overwhelm and choke, (kudza- love that name! ) and weeds that pave water. And then there are the roots.

I have a few Banyan trees growing just outside my house. The metal fence that was there was bent out of shape by their roots long ago and one day, the street lamps too may have to succumb. But I will rather have chaotic banyan trees wrecking damage than a manicured garden any day.