I brake for gopher tortoises.
This one was crossing a sandy road in the section of the Savannas Preserve State Park off Walton Road, in St. Lucie County.
I parked at the Canoe Launch area. The launch ramp itself, pictured above, is closed (for repairs?) right now, but there is a small beach where it looks possible to launch a canoe or kayak.
The visitor center near the entrance is also not open right now.
Common Gallinule among the lilies.
This spot provides access to one of the park’s basin marshes. The 7,000 acres of Savannas Preserve State Park protects southeast Florida’s largest freshwater marsh system.
You can see the Canoe Launch on both these maps, posted to a bulletin board there. A few days ago I took a slow walk on the Yellow Trail, over two bridges, and looped back on the White Trail, around two miles of travel.
It looks like there was a prescribed burn maybe a few weeks ago. In Florida, we burn it before the lightning fires do.
My first “captured” bird was this Gray Catbird, Dumetella carolinensis.
The name Dumetella is based upon the Latin term dūmus (“thorny thicket”; it thus means approximately “small thornbush-dweller” or “small bird of the thornbushes”.
I got a good look at a brown anole, near the trail. Males have dewlaps.
Brown anoles are native to Cuba and the Bahamas and an invasive species in Florida, taking over habitat especially from the native green anoles.
The weather was beautiful, warm with a light southeast breeze.
The lingering scent of the burn smelled like someone had a big campfire the night before.
Regular fires keep the understory open, preventing shrubs from becoming dominant in the pine flatwoods and scrub.
Two roads diverged in a burnt woods and I took the Yellow Trail.
I really appreciate the people who design and build bridges and boardwalks through Florida’s wet spots, so we can get a good look without getting wet.
Small flocks of Palm Warblers crossed my path a few times.
They wag their tails up and down constantly and spend a lot of time hopping around on the ground, which is weird for warblers.
I think this yellow-flowering plant near wetlands is in the tickseed/ coreopsis family.
The view from near the second footbridge.
Looking down at lily pads. Their colors now, in the dormant season, remind me of autumn leaves.
This trail is still a little wet in the dry season. My daughter and I turned around here a couple of months ago, when the puddles extended too far and deep across this way.
New growth after fire.
This eerie landscape held signs of hope.
A burn actually promotes the flowering of saw palmettos.
Returning on the White Trail, one side had been burned and the other one not.
For still there are so many things that I have never seen: in every wood in every spring there is a different green. – J.R.R. Tolkien