Deep into the Loxahatchee National Wildlife Refuge stood a lone tree by the side of a motionless slough of water. The dense cluster of fronds offered no respite from the stifling humidity. Likewise, the sluggish procession of clouds across the sky provided no relief. The air was still. Nothing moved. The sound of insects assaulted the ears with their incessant drone. From afar, a small splash of water signaled that a gator had also sought refuge from the heat by sliding beneath the stagnant water.
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