Mangrove Dreaming


IF THERE ARE NO MANGROVES, THEN THE SEA WILL HAVE NO MEANING. IT IS LIKE HAVING A TREE WITHOUT ROOTS, FOR THE MANGROVES ARE THE ROOTS OF THE SEA… ~ A THAI FISHER FROM THE ANDAMAN COAST, QUOTED ON THE MANGROVE ACTION PROJECT WEBSITE

What a tree. I grew up building treehouses in mangroves on Moreton Bay. In those days they were commonly derided as ugly, worthless impediments to the construction of nice shiny marinas and much-coveted artificial canal developments. But we knew better.

These days they’re receiving some long-overdue respect, not just for their crucial ecological role but, I hope, for their unique beauty.

Most of these are grey mangroves, Avicennia marina, the big fellas that dominate mangrove society in these parts. My goal is that people look at them with a new respect and admiration.