Drought stricken forests, Newlands, Cape Town

A morning walk up the side of Table Mountain into Newlands Forest, just a day after some rain finally hit the drought stricken Cape Town. Our hope was that there would be some water in the small streams that flow through the forests, but the rivers were mostly dry, with very little water in those that did have. We’re down to the last dregs of the supply dams, desperate for the arrival of some winter rain.

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An old wall from the canal to the woodcutters shed.

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The mid section of the stream on Woodcutters path. No water in this section or above.

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Sentinels guard the river bed waiting for the rain.

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Felled pines lie forgotten by the cutters, but not by nature.

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Roots growing around and over rocks. The immovable become encased, trapped.

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Every which way one can go.

The fight

I stand by the ring, towel in hand. Watching my fighter on his unsteady feet, tired of the onslaught, too beaten to hold up his hands against the tirade of angry jabs, too lost to care for defense. Tired. Beaten. Lost. A fight too far, a heart too broken. A spirit defeated.