Biscayne

A poem of our national parks

Among the mangroves
Stands a gift shop. The clerk jokes:
"You forgot your boat."

An attempt at haiku.

Visiting Biscayne National Park was a box-checking event. Someday, I would like to explore it. But you need a boat. Something like 90% of the park is water and most of the land is on some keys only accessible by boat.

Fortunately, the visitors center is on the mainland. So on the way from Orlando to Key West we were able to stop in, take a look, and buy a fridge magnet.