This was their original home.
It was dismantled and moved stone by stone and now stands graciously on a bluff above the lake. The grave stones were brought but the family still lie at rest below the water.
I learned while I was wandering around that when this Kapok bush is in flower the indigenous believe the croc eggs are ready to be harvested and eaten. The challenge of course is not to be eaten while you are harvesting.



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