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| As we traveled from Bamako towards Ségou, the vegetation began to change. In Ségou and areas of Mali to the north of Bamako, the drier climate lends itself to more scrub brush and the magnificient tree called the baobab. Like an upended tree whose roots are growing upward towards the sky, the baobab's intial leafless appearance of being dead is deceptive.The bark of this massive tree is stripped and made into rope. The fruit that hangs from the branches is sweet and very seedy, with a texture that reminded me of cotton candy. | ||||||||
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© 2003 Melissa Enderle
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