A walk this morning seemed like a cleansing way to begin the day.
Not quite the same as my morning stroll in our small New England town.
There were plenty of locals:
And the sidewalk next to the undeveloped land in back of the complex can make me walk I little faster - sightings of bobcats and alligators and rumors of wild pigs aren't uncommon.
Instead of gold and red maple leaves, the sidewalks have discarded palm parts like this pre-historic looking husk.
And instead of strands of ivy, trees become home for opportunistic ferns and vines.