I know it's stupid to get sentimental over a wild banana tree but this one along the path to Pui O was my favourite.
A legacy of a long-forgotten farm, it probably had not been tended to for decades but it still continued to produce fat bananas (I admit I did take one and it had a wild tangy flavour).
Since then I've looked forward to saying hi to it every time we go on our usual walk.
So I was really sad to see it dead and mutilated on our last walk. Yes, I know, it was wild, uncared for and probably chopped down to create a firebreak.
But it was still a living thing and I miss my little banana tree.