CHAPTER XXIV
HOLLY BLOSSOM TIME
A swoon of heat and blue tropic haze brings
holly blossom time to northern Florida in mid-April.
In this haze the distant shores of the St.
Johns slip away until the silver gleam of the water
seems to lift them and toss them over the horizon's
rim, out of sight, making a boundless sea of
the placid river. The thermometer climbs with
the day into the eighties and stays there till the
sun is well on his way down again. The noon
weather has the dog-day feel of a New England
August and gives little invitation to exercise in
the full sun.
It is then that one is apt to give thanks to the great oaks which grow upon all the high hammock land and whose glossy green leaves and pendent masses of gray moss shut out the sun. Here in a druidical twilight one may roam in safety and near-comfort following the quaint odor of the holly blooms to the trees themselves. The oaks are mighty of trunk but soon divide into proportionately mighty limbs that lean far over the road
