These trees are continued lesson to me to not just see things but to truly open my eyes and notice because I may never see it again.
It is a lesson learned that there doesn't have to be majestic mountains, exquisite waterfalls, and endless oceans to make a scenery beautiful or worth admiring.
I've realized that flowering weeds are a great metaphor. They are strong and wild. Most of them have survived millions of years through evolution and continues to evolve.
I couldn't stop laughing every time a fish would propel out of the water near the hook as if to laugh at the fishermen yelling, "Looking for me?"
The trees were going bare, leaves blanketed the ground like snow and everywhere you looked were fifty shades of brown. I know it may sound like a dead zone, but it was anything but that.
Living the trucker life may not have been for me but, those sunsets will definitely be worth more than any momento keychain I buy at a travel center.
With the way the world is changing again (and not for the better) with the crisis of Global Warming and animals going extinct at a rapid pace, we are at high risk of losing these ancient gems just as fast. It may seem so minimal now, like who would miss a water lily? But, once it's gone, it's gone, and a Google Image search will be the only way future generations will ever know the prehistoric water lily ever existed.
Great. Just great. Another dead end hiking trail proclaimed as a "natural preserve." Honestly, what's being preserved? Grass?
There is nothing like a moment alone in the woods with my music, Nikon, and adventurous spirit to help me bounce back to a better place.
After many u-turns from street to street, I finally found the best place to gaze at the gem of Lake City, the Ichetucknee Basin.