An Axe Laid to the Roots
Beside the coiling whip of Bull Creek, three A Rocha interns waded through thorns, making war against the Glossy Privet. As we heaved our shoulders against vines and viper-green barbs, we brandished our weapons: a red flip-saw for hacking, a hawkbill knife for slitting trunks, and a weed-wrench for dragging saplings headfirst from the soil…