I escaped the Seattle ice storm in the nick of time: I had plans to meet family in Florida and nearly didn’t make it. But luck was on my side. We rendezvoused in Fort Lauderdale. Our first excursion was visiting the Everglades. We went to Shark Valley. Unlike the images of mangroves and vines and murky rivers, Shark Valley looks like a flat, grassy plain. Of course it’s a marsh, and beneath the grass is a 2.5 million-acre water filter that happens to be swarming with alligators.
I ran into this guy, about 8 feet long, on an elevated hiking trail. Needless to say, I turned around. Never interrupt a sunbathing gator. I later learned never to crouch down near a gator either. They don’t really attack people because we have a height advantage. It’s good to be tall in the swamp.
I promise to tell you more about the amazing turtles, gators, and birds in the Everglades. There’s also an interesting fashion twist on how the egret was saved. I’ll write about that later. One clue: They have the flapper girls of the 1920s to thank.
Just because I’m experiencing nature doesn’t mean I can forget about style.
Top: Trina Turk via thrifted
Necklace: Miss Michelle’s Family Jewels
Purse: Crystalyn Kae