Flower to flower Gleaning pollen for honey Two saddlebags full
Ferns unfurl at dawn Yawning, stretching towards the sun Robed in green velvet
Man-made, out of place Overpowered by flora Thorny vines consume
Tag team dinner crew Stalking french fries in the wild Partners in bird crime
Fresh, loose dry powder Winter white, summer snowy Not ice, crystal quartz The sand on Destin’s Emerald Coast, running along the Gulf of Mexico in Northwest Florida, is composed of crystalline quartz. It looks white, as pure as the driven snow, but it is actually clear and as fine as sugar.