I saw my first (and so far only) alligator in Florida, when I was four. I haven't spent much time in the state since, except for a conference in Orlando. This weekend I am in Clearwater Beach, on the Gulf, for a family reunion. Driving in from the airport, I remember an article about escaped exotic snakes in the Florida waterways. And yet the waving fronds of the palm trees are quite soothing.
I wonder what will happen to areas like this one as sea levels rise. What will this look like in 30 years? It has been 30 years since my husband came here regularly with his grandparents. He and his sisters say they don't recognize anything--new hotels, restaurants, and strip malls line new roads. Only the beach feels the same. Thirty years from now will the beach even be here?
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