Valentine’s Day 2017 / Spanish Moss At Night

Driving though rural Florida and lost. Just driving South with no signal, looking for a road West. And I find one called Eucalyptus… A tiny path but it’s paved. It is like a sidewalk.

Now, driving down a sidewalk called Eucalyptus into darkness. Smoke from a factory mixes with low settling fog. It is difficult to see more than a few feet in any direction. Twisted bodies of trees push into the periphery and branches curl out of the haze with their Spanish moss hanging all around.

Some landscapes look nightmares if you allow yourself to be afraid. Some paths look treacherous if you fear proceeding with little clarity. I move forward, slowly and with caution, alone. Feeling at peace.