« On the lagoon, the silence is inhabited. It glides with the pirogue, between the mangroves. »
#Lagune#Écologie#Sérénité
A few hundred meters from the oceanic fury, the lagoon imposes its calm. Here, the voice of the city changes its tone. It is no longer a roar, but an aquatic murmur made of water lapping against the wood of pirogues, the distant cry of migratory birds, and the rustling of the wind in the mangroves.
This voice is one of introspection and daily survival. It is on these calm waters that fishing techniques and respect for a fragile ecosystem are passed down from generation to generation. The lagoon listens more than it speaks, gathering the confidences of fishermen at dawn.