Just south of Micanopy Florida along S.E. Tuscawilla Road just east of Highway 441, we drive along the Tuscawilla Preserve site of the historic Tuscawilla Lake.
We walk through the Spanish Moss covered Live Oaks onto a damp prairie. It's April but the prairie is still brown. A hawk flies high hunting for lunch. We hear some traffic sounds but overall it's quiet. We see patches of subtle flowers ever where.
Subtle Flowers? The ones that don't scream their bright colors at you. They're there. You see them. But it takes a longer, more in depth look to really see them. They coexist with the landscape around them, provide beauty without the need to dominate.
The world could use more subtle flowers.
Anthropomorphism on a Sunday afternoon.
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