Last week, y'all walked with me, down to the "hard road" to take a look at the neighborhood that surrounds Pure Florida. Of course, we had to walk back ...
Taking a right turn off the driveway, we headed back through the woods to make the walk last a little longer. Along the front property line, the old red cedar fence posts of the previous farmer owner have surrendered to the termites and the wind. The grey posts hang supported by rusty strands of field fence and staples. One of you mentioned the dilapidated look of the fence, but I reminded you that there was no longer anything to keep in or out. We walked on.
We paused to admire this flower which I called "Triangle Flower". I admitted I didn't know if that was an "official" common name for it or just something I've always called it. Later, post walk, I googled that name and got nothing, so I was left wishing I had known it's scientific name as that would have helped in the search. I remember one of you pointed out the little katydid on the stem and asked me it's name.
"Fred", I replied. We walked on.
This sumac, ripe to the point of bursting, was showing off at the point where we should turn left to get back to the house. We stopped to look at it and various recipes for "sumac ade" were discussed. In the end, we left the berries where they were and opted for some mint ice tea (unsweetened of course) after the walk was done.
It was hot, but y'all weren't ready to quit, so we walked on.
We followed the old gokart path, past the pistol range, peeked in the dead bee tree, and wound up in the southwest corner of Pure Florida. This is where I took some gentle ribbing about my "pine plantation" of spindly, sparse, sprickly pines. Somebody asked about the leaning pine and that stimulated tales of the summer of "04 and how it feels to have 3 tropical systems roll over you in one summer.
Everyone got quiet when I pointed out the crooked faded green wooden cross with the dog collar hanging on it. "Ranger", I whispered.
We walked on.
Anticipating ice tea and the porch ceiling fan.