Sunlight played off the limes & golds & there were azures too. And my oh my, how the howlers howled, as dew dripped down from the canopy above. It was quite mystical, those ancient stone faces stared at something even I couldn't see. But you could feel it there. Oh yes, you could feel it there, between the vines & toucans, something unspoken, something unnatural, like spirits gathering with angst for the clear-cutters.