Dirt trails lead through many of the areas of this hardwood swamp. I soon discovered that my flip-flops and short-sleeves were no match for the mud and mosquitoes.
Fortunately for me, there is a boardwalk of 1600 feet that skirts the edges of this beautful area of natural Florida.
Cycads unfurling their fronds, bromeliads growing up in the tree canopy, and ferns and alocasias covering the boggy bottom created a feeling of being back in time.
The dragonflies were so numerous and large that I could hear them buzzing as they flew by me.
I was the only visitor in this very private world of cypress trees and vines.
Each curve of the boardwalk opened a new vista. This spring was so clear I could see the sandy bottom. For some reason the mosquitoes were not bothering me on the boardwalk as they had when I tried the trail.
Ferns were lighting up tree trunks everywhere I looked.