(Listen to some
bird songs in the early morning)
We are back in Flores for one night before
heading off to other nest areas in the opposite direction of where we were
yesterday. Entering the Mayan Biosphere
Reserve is as if we were suddenly transported to a place where animals
magically appear for us to view. There
is a cheerfulness in the arriving. When
we leave the reserve, we don’t see or hear nearly as many beings in the midst
of smoke and ash, and there is a sense of loss.
It is as if we go forward in time when we enter the world of devastation
when the world is more and more like this every day, and it is as if we go
backwards in time when we enter the forest, and hear the sounds along the ages.
(Listen to Howler Monkeys in the Reserve)
(Listen to a Scarlet Macaw parent call during our examination of his or her chick - Dr. Melvin Merida presiding)
When we leave the reserve, we don’t see or hear nearly as many beings in the midst of smoke and ash, and there is a sense of loss. It is as if we go forward in time when we enter the world of devastation when the world is more and more like this every day, and it is as if we go backwards in time when we enter the forest, and hear the sounds along the ages.
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