||[Sep. 28th, 2014|05:05 pm]
I saw an article about nutrient cycling in Chinese karst landscapes this morning, and that vividly brought to mind a trip to the Everglades when i was in my teens. My dad grew up in the glades, roamed them (possibly poached in them) and he shared his connection with that landscape with me. I remember walking out into the sawgrass to look down at the river slowly flowing under our feet.|
This 1943 image from John Henry David is nothing stellar, but reminds me of the walk (State Archives of Florida,/Florida Memory/, http://floridamemory.com/items/show/125418). Now it seems oolite as a name is out of favor, and if you search for Miami oolite, you are just as likely to find images of a bar than of the landscape.
I wonder about visiting the glades again.