I love nature and its ability to sweep through, to survive, to just be done with it and regenerate, all on its own cycle. Nothing is required of it just because it's "Tuesday", but come a particular time in the year, something always happens: Hurricane season.
This area was under 8ft of water not long ago from Hurricane Ida. Certain captive animals escaped back into the wild. The landscape is serene once again. People are rebuilding.
I dreamt of the swamp for years and will go on dreaming about it long after this.