The season of storms is here again. A biggie hit us last Saturday night. I
was in the verandah trying to make a phone call when a huge gust of wind blew
everything out, including the lights . We could barely stand against the force
of the gale, but I tried to save pot plants and the odd unstable table here and
there. Branches snapped unseen above us and came flying about at top speed. I
retired from rescue operations and went indoors, much to the chowkidar's
relief.
We woke on Easter Sunday to see the lawn littered with branches, twigs and
leaves. The bungalow has five magnificent mahogany trees, and everything that
the wind blew down was from these trees. They are the most striking feature of
the bungalow and when seen from certain points they seem to frame and define the
house. They're old trees, and I'm glad to think they will probably be around for
a long time.
All through the cold weather, my chair was placed under the mahoganies.
When the leaves began to fall, I was told that seed pods would fall too, and it
wouldn't be wise to sit there any more. I saw little cone like pods high up in
the branches. Soon falling leaves covered the entire compound. The lily beds
underneath the trees were like a forest floor. With leaves fell the hard outer
segments of the pods. They looked like extra large dried orange peel. Our
bungalow boys said they made excellent fuel for fires. The inner segments of the
pods were beautiful and we scooped up handfuls to fill up our pot pourri
bowls.
The branches were bare in the space of a week, and within another week,
buds formed and new leaves began to appear. It is amazing how leaf fall, bud
break and the appearance of new foliage are all compacted into such a short span
of time. With new leaves, new birds came into our garden.
The bottle brush above
the lily pond attracted a kingfisher that dazzled our eyes everytime it swooped
and dipped into the water. A barbet, almost the exact colour of the new mahogany
leaves, sat pecking at the trunk of one of the trees.
The seed pods remained hidden until the storm blew them down.
We marvelled
at the design. How effectively the seeds are contained, and how well protected
they are until they mature! Mohan has collected and distributed a good number
for propagation.
I'm waiting now to see the flowers. The trees have put out buds and so have
all the orchid plants growing along the trunks.
