When change is inevitable

There will always be changes and some changes bring happiness, some sadness.
When I saw this stump, it was with sadness because what was once there was a beautiful but weather-beaten Casuarina tree.

What it was before.

And this tree was special too because many birds, big and small, seemed to favour it.  It was once too a host to a pair of Brahminy Kites, which unfortunately experienced failed nesting in it.

And this other big one too had found it a restful place.

At the far end, I found the area completely flattened (badly done, leaving the ramp area looking terribly unsightly, with garbage and miscellaneous discards strewn down the slope), and the river water murky, and hardly any sign of aqua or avian life.

This cleared portion used to host wild grass, the favourite of the Munias so I'll just have to wait and see whether the grass will grow again along this ramp.  Also, the grass was perfect camouflage for watching water birds and lizards that frequent this part of the river.

What was before, long unkempt grass, perfect hide-out for bird watching:

Now back to the river, fortunately, a couple of days later, the harm was over, and life had returned to the river.