A sacred grove is a place where a deity is thought to live. It's taboo to remove anything from them or damage them in any way, thus they're mini-reservations where Dr. Deb has documented several species of plants and animals no longer found in developed areas. The intersection we're at in this photo was once itself a sacred grove, the banyan tree in the last picture was once a part of it. When the road was built the Department of Forestry saw fit to plow through it in order to harvest timber. One tree at the intersection is the last known surviving example and Deb has had no luck in germinating another anywhere else, presumably because the bird whose guts the seed had to pass through is gone too.
The girl in the green blouse/flowered sari is the same one touching the cobra. She cooked many of our meals and smiled once. Her sister smiled all the time and cooked the rest of our meals.
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Great comments. Handsome and beautiful people. Glad you did the bike ride. What a memory!
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