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I miss the Fall colors one sees in the mountains of north Georgia and elsewhere. We don't get near as many nice colors here on the coast. But if you look, you can find some.
I took a little hike on the trails here on the island in search of some color. Not much here but green.
Some tan in the marsh grass.
I stopped at my usual rest stop. Somebody camped here last night. The fire was still smoldering. I poured out my water on it, but it wasn't near enough.
I stripped some fibers from a palm limb that somebody had used as a skewer. Probably to get hot baked potatoes out of the fire. This stuff is useful for tying up things and lashing, if you lack any cord.
Further on down the trail, a large swamp juniper had blown down. I made a walking stick from one of its limbs.
All is green along this creek bed.
These palm fibers are great tender for fire starting.
Still looking for some colors. To be continued.
I took a little hike on the trails here on the island in search of some color. Not much here but green.
Some tan in the marsh grass.
I stopped at my usual rest stop. Somebody camped here last night. The fire was still smoldering. I poured out my water on it, but it wasn't near enough.
I stripped some fibers from a palm limb that somebody had used as a skewer. Probably to get hot baked potatoes out of the fire. This stuff is useful for tying up things and lashing, if you lack any cord.
Further on down the trail, a large swamp juniper had blown down. I made a walking stick from one of its limbs.
All is green along this creek bed.
These palm fibers are great tender for fire starting.
Still looking for some colors. To be continued.
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