I took this picture on October 9th 2012 when bulldozers arrived beside our house and started digging up trees and opening up the forest. We were newly arrived back from the UK and gossip was flying that we would be neighbours to a) blocks of flats b) a compound for a thousand stray dogs, c) an open prison and d) a helicopter landing pad. Twenty years previously we had actively fought off an open-cast mine company but neither of us had the guts for another big campaign so we were resigned to take whatever came and decided we'd build a big wall and wear headphones,
And what happened.....
The Department of forestry built us a fire break and planted fire resistant fir trees, which are almost a metre tall now, interspersed with Oleander and a few fig and carob trees. We are safer and have a better view. I'm taking heart from this example; not giving in to negativity and holding on to hope. It might all come right in the end after all.