Headed back home. Tampa to Fort Lauderdale, after Irma’s visit:
My drive back home was 266 miles of uprooted, old big trees, probably home until just a few days ago to numerous birds and little animals, on the roadsides all the way, with vast portions of alligator alley’s fences laying flat, an awful sight I could only probably get to see on Animal Planet.. of a dead alligator being eaten by vultures on the interstate!
Upon entering my neighborhood, it was the same eerie view. Dead trees everywhere, which were lush green, mature, happy & welcoming, just about until not more than a week ago, when we rushed out of here to escape the potentially life threatening Irma!
For the first time, across my house, I see clear blue sky with scarce, tall, lonely pine trees left behind.. out of the dense, tall, old woods.. which would remind me quite often of the North.
Nature does talk to us.. either in the form of Irma, or like these miserably shattered woods today.. or like the alligator I saw, a notorious predator otherwise, with the entire long alley named after him, was thrown out of it’s home – the swamp, ironically falling prey, a surprising feast to those saprophytes who survived, just beside it’s empire!
Today somehow nature seemed sad.. unlike last week when it was furious & nasty, unlike the previous week, where we didn’t even have a reason to think about it!
Sigh!
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