JungleLife by Kat 
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Sumatra, Indonesia. This island was her last kingdom. Since the injured tiger returned to the wild, the forest has kept her secrets. No human eye has witnessed her cubs beneath the leaves. But hope remains. It always does in the jungle. Only the unblinking eye of a camera may one day reveal a flicker of stripes in the night, proof that life continues where silence reigns. Elsewhere, life unfolded in different forms…. Read More
Sumatra, Indonesia. From Paradise for King and Spitting Cobras to Oil Palm Plantations, this is nature’s exquisite balance. I doubt if I will walk or cycle through Oil Palm plantations again, considering that there could be a King Cobra every couple of meters. Walking in the cool of the Oil Palms, my husband and I took a wrong turn, lost in the labyrinth of Oil Palm Plantations. Eventually late in the afternoon… Read More
Indonesia. Rahcmat paddles his small wooden canoe up the narrow tributaries of the mighty Kampar River, tall dense walls of thick jungle tower on either side of him, with sounds of chirping birds and the high pitched cry of a fish eagle. Slowly, he paddles his way towards the tall reeds to retrieve his fishing trap. The local fishermen drop their fish traps amongst the tall reeds, checking their catch each morning…. Read More
Sumatra, Indonesia. How do we protect the wild places that still breathe around us?How do we ensure that forests remain green, rivers run clear, and the voices of wild creatures continue to echo through the trees? Perhaps the answer begins not in grand declarations, but in moments. She arrived at the rehabilitation sanctuary as a young tiger, thin and injured. One of her paws had been badly damaged, and she carried the… Read More
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