The lady at the entrance station assured me that this was all natural and had not been planted by some garden club, as I had assumed. The azaleas and the little white flowers grew here naturally because they had a bit of sun because of the road cut through the woods. There were dozens of clumps of what I discovered were called Atamasco Lilys. I looked them up and they are endangered and poisonous. They grow from bulbs and look a lot like oversized crocuses.
I liked these wild roses along the beach dunes.
Also, this morning as I was trying to watch the almost non-existance TV, I saw that a pileated woodpecker going after the bugs that he must have found in a rotten log the tent campers had pulled out of the woods yesterday. He hung around for quite a while and let me get several pictures of him pecking away at various things.
This campground is not my favorite because the spots are packed so tightly together and because I cannot get any TV reception because of all the trees, but it is quiet at night and I am comfortable. It is also very close to the beach. I rode down to the beach and walked out on the fishing pier today also. Tomorrow I am going to ride my bike on the low tide, hard-packed sand down to the pier to the north where the big hotels are located.