(The WP Weekly Photo Challenge asked to see a horizon.)
On my occasional trips to Florida to see family, I have been repeatedly disappointed in efforts to spot alligators out in the open (not planted at a zoo or theme park).
Please understand, I don’t have a death wish. It’s not like I traipse through the Everglades calling here gator gator. I simply search for remnants of gator culture in Florida suburbs, under the assumption that surviving gators will shun humans rather than eat them.
They certainly shun this human!
At the golf course where some of my family lives, signs like this one promise gator action near the pond:
I’ve never seen any gators at the pond, but one late afternoon, looking for gators did bring me to this wonderful reflection of the horizon:
Finally and at last, as we left for the airport to come home, I saw one! A little guy running away from us, toward the horizon:
We almost didn’t get the picture – took us many precious seconds to figure out that speeding up to see him before he got away made him run faster to get away.