“Ding dong the witch is dead.” I tried to watch the movie “Oz, Great and Powerful” over Thanksgiving weekend and I just couldn’t get through it. I guess I’m still partial to the original Wizard of Oz. I’m bringing this up because this place makes me think of what Oz would look like (you know, if it was in central Florida). At least in mid-November. Finally, the reserve was covered in the burr marigolds that come out each fall. Last year the amount of yellow was disappointing so this fall it was nice to see the area covered in them.
My friend Pam was taking pictures of the flowers with her old film camera. I’m still waiting to see those pictures. I know, back in the old days it used to take forever to get film back (way before the one hour photo shops).
A blast of yellow. And to think most of the north was covered in snow when I took this.
Old cypress trees covered in moss along one of the many ponds.
Traffic jams on the trail the weekend before Thanksgiving. Did everyone get that shot of the coot???
The magic tree down on Wading Bird Way is looking pretty sad.
There’s something magical about walking out on the trail and see the marshes covered in yellow flowers. I wished they lasted longer than a few weeks. Maybe by the time the flowers die, the white pelicans will have arrived and we’ll have something else to get excited about. There’s been a few flying overhead but not any swimming in the ponds or lakes yet.