There are certain places that are imprinted on your memory from childhood. For me, growing up in South Florida, Matheson Hammock and Key Biscayne were those kinds of places. So, on this trip, we took a day to drive down from our hotel in Fort Lauderdale and make a pilgrimage.
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| The beautiful, shady drive into Matheson Hammock feels like entering another world. |
The drive itself, under the canopy of ancient trees, felt like traveling back in time. The destinations were just as I remembered them: the mysterious houses of Stiltsville floating on the horizon of Biscayne Bay, and the steadfast Cape Florida Lighthouse standing guard at the edge of the island. It's a powerful feeling to stand in a place you loved as a kid and find that the view is still the same. It was a day for soaking in the sun, the sea air, and a healthy dose of nostalgia.
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| A pair of American White Ibises searching for a snack in the shade of the mangroves. |
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| The delicate, tiny flowers of the Seaside Heliotrope, a coastal native. |
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| A cheerful pop of yellow from a native Evening Primrose. |
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| The iconic and mysterious houses of Stiltsville, standing guard over Biscayne Bay. |
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| Nothing says "South Florida" quite like a grove of coconut palms. |
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| The historic Cape Florida Lighthouse has been standing sentinel here since 1825. |
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| Peeking at the Cape Florida Lighthouse through the sea oats. |
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| A constant and welcome sight at the tip of Key Biscayne. |
Wherever you are today, I hope the road you are on is full of memories.
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