This group of mother monkeys and baby's are huddled together for protection reasons.
Watching each others backs for the kidnappers that are circling about 3 meters away. The orange cloth wrapped around the tree is put there by monks to protect the spirits that live in the tree.
Once again the humidity is high as is the temperature. Flying and crawling insects are at work trying to devour my body at all four corners. Tropical birds are singing their tune and wild monkeys are scurrying about. Far off in the distance a group of monks are chanting their prayers. The scent of rotting fruit grips your olfactory with intense vengeance forcing a quick retreat to a more remote area.
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Taken Hand Held with D300 Nikon, 70-300VR Nikkor Lens under a dark triple canopy jungle just down the road from my place.
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