Bamboo (a short intro)

Bamboo in Iowa:

Bamboo in Hong Kong:
This bamboo thicket is taller than I am. To put it into Iowa perspective, this bamboo is taller than corn gets

 Or
That's right, Bamboo Scaffolding! Seen all over Hong Kong


















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