February 11, 2018
Of course, palm leaves can still be beautiful on the tree, especially when pierced by Florida sunshine.
February 10, 2018
February 9, 2018
Lichen? Moss? Algae? Bacterium? What touched this dying palm leafstalk with turquoise?
February 8, 2018
There may not be anything that senesces as beautifully as palm leaves. As they lose their life, they acquire a sinuousness that they did not have on the tree. And before they become crumbly, some almost glow. Here’s the first of four photographs of palm leaves I took at Sleeping Turtles recently.
February 7, 2018
Another marshy area of the park sported this little nurse log, which supports a variety of new plant life. The Pacific Northwest is, I hear tell, known for major nurse-log activity. Lynn Wohlers (bluebrightly) photographed what she calls a “nursery stump” in that area recently (scroll down to the fifth photo in her blog post). “Nurse” and “nursery” appear to be interchangeable terms in descriptions of this phenomenon.
February 6, 2018
Sleeping Turtles Preserve North is part of the Sarasota (Florida) County park system. Bordered by the Myakka River, it is resplendent with huge live oaks that host thousands of bromeliads, including Spanish moss. What makes this park different from other parks in the county that I have visited are the many marshy spots. This park is where I saw my first bog lily—and nearly slipped into the muck while photographing it. I was a bit more careful a couple of weeks ago when I came across another.
I have a strange confession to make concerning the blog post called GBH in SLP. On that post I intimated (because for some reason I have thought of George Bernard Shaw whenever I heard “GBH”) that “GBH” was how people referred to George Bernard Shaw. It isn’t! Obviously (even to me, now), George Bernard Shaw is “GBS”! I’m sorry if I confused any of you in my own confusion. I have no idea how that erroneous thought got lodged in my head. Thank my dear husband for setting me straight.
March 6, 2014
I continue to play with intentional camera movement here in Florida. This photograph is from the same trip as the photo I sent yesterday. I also continue not to know what I’m doing with the intentional camera movement besides having fun.
March 5, 2014
I’ve been receiving requests to post photographs taken in Florida. So here is the first photo I took during the first outing Janet and I took this season, on December 1, 2013, at Sleeping Turtles Preserve. The scene is only a few yards from the parking lot. This is a large photograph; click on the smaller image below to see it bigger.
April 24, 2011
We returned to Sleeping Turtles Preserve North this morning. The river was higher than it was when Janet and I were there in February, so we couldn’t get as close to the water. But because of rains the bog area was huge and gave us extra opportunities to photograph diverse foliage. Still, the first and second photos show the leaves of the familiar saw palmetto in the bog. The leaf in the first one is under water, and the leaf in the second one clearly has been. . . . Spring—or maybe it’s even summer—is well under way here, and I found plants that I didn’t know grow in Florida: Queen Anne’s Lace, Pickerel Weed, and Cattails. The bog is so green! As in Ohio, the shades of the spring greens here vary widely. . . . I wasn’t at all familiar with the plant in the fourth photo. Its flowers are about an inch and a half in diameter. Looking it up on the web, I see that this plant goes by the names Rosepink, Rose Pink, American Centaury, Bitterbloom, Bitter Floom, and Square-Stemmed Sabbatia. My friend Jean says she grew up (near Sarasota) calling them Marsh Pinks. No wonder botanists like my husband prefer calling plants by their Latin names. This one is Sabatia angularis, and it grows in all these US states: AL, AR, CT, DC, DE, FL, GA, IL, IN, KS, KY, LA, MA, MD, MI, MO, MS, NC, NJ, NM, NY, OH, OK, PA, SC, TN, TX, VA, WI, and WV as well as the Canadian province of Ontario. . . . Even spending half my life in Florida for the past six or seven years, I can’t get over the way plants grow all over other plants down here, maybe especially near water. This oak tree and its decorations are hanging over the Myakka River. . . . The palm tree reflected in the river makes me think of a flower head.