The Florida Trail - Blackwater section.

Lovely photo - interesting that all the trees are quite straight except for the one slightly left of center. I couldn't help thinking of it as the conductor of an orchestra, raising his/her hands as he/she assesses the orchestra, and all the musicians wait patiently for the performance to begin. I've frequently thought of seasons as akin to movement in a symphony. Given the rich autumn hues of the grasses, I think this symphony is close to the final overture.