When I got down to the Everglades I decided to head out for a coastal hike at sunset. When I went through the forest I was intrigued by this landing that was filled with fresh brush and surrounded a desolate area that was dry as a bone. It looked like an area that belonged in Death Valley and not the Everglades. There were fibrous spindles all around me and I loved the way they wrapped around the dead tree limbs. The sunset blowing rays through the clouds added a wonderful dynamic to this scene.

Homestead, FL