Saturday, November 2, 2019

Flooded Nature

The story is that twice a year the sun and the moon align and pull the tides strongly together. This effect is known as creating "King" tides. Boaters are used to the phenomenon of high high tides twice a lunar cycle, "spring tides" and low low tides known as "neap" tides. King Tides come but twice a year and this year seem reluctant to depart.
So for me to go take a relaxing after work walk with my dog, or to go wander off into the wilderness on an afternoon off is becoming a problem. Everywhere is under water.
I brought Rusty to the very end of Sugarloaf Key to walk a disused back road that sits higher slightly than the surrounding waters.
It was not at all above water so we wandered up the main road a little to see what we could see (and photograph). Winter cyclists are back it seems.
There were some birds in the branches of the trees killed by Hurricane Irma.
And debris floating in the flood making pretty reflections:
A butterfly, the hardest  creature to photograph.

The trail we came  to walk wasn't very appealing to Rusty and I was so confident it would be dry I was reluctant t walk in wet shoes and socks.
There was plenty of water flowing:

I keep hoping this elevated tide nonsense will shrink back to normal. Still waiting on the remaining narrow slivers of dry land.