It is fire season in Florida. There was a fire over the weekend on the fringe of our little community. We stopped by it on our morning ride. It was a very small fire, just 8 acres. Fires like this always look so devastating. The beautiful scrub looks destroyed. But Florida scrub evolved with fire, and fires are part of the normal pattern.
A quarter mile down the road a similar area burned a year or so ago. The palms once again are green and blooming. Life changes but endures.