March 16, 2017
The colors of this senescing palm leaf appealed to me. I didn’t see the lizard until I put the camera’s viewfinder up to my eye. (See the posts of the past few days to see the larger relative.)
March 7, 2016
January 25, 2016
I grew up in the northern U.S. knowing palm trees only by postcards and cartoons. They were always depicted in idealized shapes with no messy aspects. Although I’ve now spent more than a decade seeing palm trees in the raw, it still amuses me to see that they are not all ideal in shape and can be quite messy. The lower fronds turn brown and fall off. If they are near streets, the spent fronds and leaf bases can clutter the roadway. Northerners—at least I—never imagine this. I wonder what other preconceptions I unwittingly hold.
January 23, 2016
My troublesome external hard drive has behaved for two and a half weeks, 10 days connected to my husband’s laptop and seven days to my iMac. I’m not sure why it has stopped self-ejecting, but I took the opportunity of its good behavior Friday night to download photographs I’d been saving in my camera. This short series is from our December 27 trip to the Venice Myakka River Park, a smallish urban-like tract adjoining the Myakka River State Park. What is has to recommend it is a lovely little lagoon. Surrounding the lagoon—as almost everywhere you go in this part of Florida—are sabal palms and saw palmettos. These are some of the fallen palmetto leaves and parts of a sabal palm leaf base.
December 24, 2015
December 23, 2015
If you missed the discussion in yesterday’s comments section about regularity and irregularity, order and disorder, and what these qualities have to do with our perception of beauty, I urge you to go back to that post and see what Robert Sims and nannus have to say. Meanwhile, here are some more spent palm fronds on the forest floor.
December 22, 2015
Every time I go to the woods in Florida I see palm leaves with a look I haven’t seen previously—like the lower one here, found on the jungle floor.
December 21, 2015
Husband David and I drove out to the Myakka River State Park yesterday morning. We arrived about 8:30, in time to catch some early-morning light. Palm fronds delight me whatever their stage: shiny new, starting to senesce, or dried-out dead.
December 19, 2015
December 18, 2015
My first photography trip in Florida this go-round was to Jelks Preserve. Husband David went with me, and I was hoping to show him some great spots in a place he’d never seen. I forgot, however, that Jelks Preserve’s great spots are miles away from each other and only great once in a while, especially in early spring. After spending an hour or so at what I’ve always thought was a small stream (David tells me it’s more like a drainage ditch—phooey), I wandered around another hour and a half finding nothing worth sharing here. The three photographs I am sharing are all from the small stream/drainage ditch area. I don’t understand why the leaves that were not lit up directly by the sun look bluish, but I like them that way.