A recent trip to
Boca Ciega Millenium Park, a quick bike ride from my house, shows Florida in its own muted, powdery colors. I grew up in the tri-state area of New Jersey, Pennsylvania and Delaware where greens are lush, flowers a dizzy flash of bright colors and seasons in stark contrast. Florida is not like that. Think soft pine needle beds, bright flowers mingling all year round and lots of softly muted colors born of drought resistant characteristics. Seasons seem to fade in and out of each other without fanfare. One month the birds are in a wild fish feeding frenzy at the beach and the next month a morning walk begs the question, "Where are the birds?"
I like the calm pace of the weather, the bright sunlight and the wickedly wild diversity of plants. I took the grandson out for a walk in the stroller around an apartment complex and stopped and stood gaping at the beautiful complexity of a flowering plant growing idly in the landscaping. Florida does a good job of keeping me amused...and out of trouble!
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