Advertisement What we have here is a strangler fig. Err, some strangler fig. Figs. The longer you stare at this thing, the more complex it seems and the more confusing it gets. The mess. Note the strangler wrapping the stranglee in proper strangle fashion. The the victim is another strangler fig, a generation older. In the various loops and squishes the earlier generation is clearly seen. But way inside there is yet another tree. This too is a strangler fig from an earlier generation yet that has succumbed to the embrace. This can be assumed because this fig is self healing, closing wounds and damage to prevent rot unless the tree is completely dead. Here it can be easily seen how the second and third fig generation fuse together as they compete for growing space... ...and try to outmaneuver the previous generation. And out maneuver the outmaneuvering. Take note that the original tree of a different species is long gone, the only evidence it had ever been is the general shape the generations of ficus has taken. Going by the shapes of the branching, possibly a Jacaranda. A little eye candy observes the ongoing slow motion battle from across the canal. And a little way down the road is a beautiful new open air restaurant with a nice view of the organics that will be served with my lunch.