Florida is a very misunderstood state. It has a natural beauty that is badly treated and a population with a surprising character. It encompasses lush green foliage which is just barely contained by man's efforts; a network of interlaced waterways; and an amalgam of people which can not truly be defined.
I have lived a good portion of my life in this state. But this current visit is the first I have made in over a decade. I am surprised and reminded at how the natural beauty peeks out from very unexpected spots, just waiting to take back it's natural habitat. The layers of green foliage are so dense that it is surprising the individual plants don't choke out one another.
And this is the season of rain. The first thing anyone notices upon arrival is the moisture laden air surrounding everything. It seeps into the skin, hair and clothing with relentless invasion. The afternoon thunderstorms come in and take over a landscape cloaked in drama. The building clouds of white turning into gray and finally black towers of moisture announce the afternoon's intention. Then the rain slashes down, driven so hard from the wind that it is almost horizontal. Heavy drops of rain, collecting to flood the streets, roof tops and lawns everywhere. All in a few minutes. Then the pace settles and the air is clean and clear for the rest of the day.
And this is just a small portion of the many diverse parts of this area. Rainfall is very ample but the availability of potable water is a serious concern.
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