Saturday was cool and rainy, so I took a photo walk without the Bear dog.
He doesn't have the patience for nature photography.
The rain had walked this path before me.
|Miss Guara wearing her diamond necklace.|
The palmetto that I burned in last winter's micro-controlled burn is thriving and making more frondifinous fuel for this winter's burn.
I have a lot of old laurel oaks that apparently are near the end of their short (in tree terms) life span. Every once in awhile, one just ups and quits, like this one did about a year ago.
It's mostly a main trunk now. The branches have succumbed to gravity and lie around the base.
There is a mad scramble for light going on as holly, bay, and oak saplings race for the sun.
The wild persimmon tree was all "Fally this, and fally that."
I tried to ignore her, but she kept showing off.
Spider Structural Support, Inc was busy down by the pond.
The rugged little kumquat tree surprised me with some dangling, ripening fruit.
This poor neglected tree gets frozen back to a stump about every third year or so, but it always picks itself up and starts back up again.
The yellow leaves are the kumquat's way of saying, "Hey! I'm anemic here! Helloooooooo! How about some fertilizer?"
It's not easy being a fruit tree at PFHQ.