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The sun rose behind me as I drove west to Sanibel from my brother’s house in Vero Beach, Florida. I enjoyed watching the landscape, which was flat, grassy, and sprawling, and lined on both sides with cattle farms that went on and on and on for miles. Then, citrus trees, lined in neat rows, were the focal point to my left and right for at least 45 minutes. Continue reading