As I worked my way back to Florida, I though about how the Sunshine State is a real SURVIVOR. Not only does it continue to weather hurricanes and tornadoes every year, it's also prone to sink holes, and much of the state is BELOW sea level. Back home at The Briars it's barely 57 feet above the water line, with the highest area elevation being a mere 213 feet. I suppose that difference qualifies adding the "Hill" to Spring Hill. The highest point in the state is up at Britton Hill (345 ft), in the panhandle... up near the Southern Alabama border; not too far from my current location.
I'm spending the next couple of days at Falling Waters. It's a Florida State Park up by Chipley; south of I-10, west of Tallahassee. When one thinks of waterfalls the image is usually of water cascading down a mountainside. Falling Waters is dubbed as Florida's "highest" waterfall. It's a 20 foot wide pit. The Sink is 100 feet deep. A small stream flows into the pit dropping 73 feet to an as yet determined destination somewhere in the aquifer.
I'm not a fanatic about causes, and not an eco-activist. But I do get concerned when corporate interests rape and pillage the land uncontrollably; displacing natures wonders in favor of the almighty dollar. I enjoy the tranquility that comes with blending into nature and take care to ensure my forays leave the land the way I find it. I expect others to do the same and tend to get miffed when I see litter strewn about.
Speaking of blending in... this happy couple takes camouflage to the extreme. Spotting them is more accidental than anything else as they could easily seem to be part of the tree.
Wednesday I'll drive directly back to the Briars without slowing as I pass GO, and not a whole lot of concern about winning a get out of jail free card or the financially advantages of buying Boardwalk and Park Place. The appointment on the 13th has monopolized enough of my plans. If it gets changed again I'll just cancel it and get back on the road. Good grief Charlie Brown, the settlers didn't have this many delays heading west.
I'm going to pan fry some diced chicken breast over a campfire tonite, and settle back to watch the opening salvo of the Perseid meteor shower.
This is the way it is in my world..... and so it goes.
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