I've passed this statue by before with my camera and she is still there, still staring at the flowers while struggling to keep her grip on her clothes.
The car cover produced a splash of color in the driveway. I've never thought of Key West as much of a place for exotic cars (or motorcycles either) not least because they are such a nuisance to have them looked after professionally. Besides all that there doesn't seem to be much point in driving, or riding anything too powerful most of the time.
That said my wife always fancied an Audi convertible and she did nix my suggestion we replace our V-6 Nissan with a six cylinder Ford Fusion. Not ecological said, making sure we got a dullard four cylinder which does the job just fine in point of fact. And did just fine crossing the country last year. 
I'm not sure what it takes to have such a trim neat and colorful porch. My outdoor seating area always seem to look functional but not quite colorful when I take the newspaper and tea out there. Cheyenne chews her bones out there when she wants a break from the summer air conditioning so I call the porch her charnel house. That may have something to do with it.
I think this splash of orange is known locally as a lobster claw but as usual when it comes to naming flowers I could be wrong. 
Some considerate person put a rather powerfully framed mirror on their outside wall. However to preen successfully I should have been eight feet tall. Cheyenne looked at me very old fashioned as I stood in the street on tip toe seeking inches.
The car cover produced a splash of color in the driveway. I've never thought of Key West as much of a place for exotic cars (or motorcycles either) not least because they are such a nuisance to have them looked after professionally. Besides all that there doesn't seem to be much point in driving, or riding anything too powerful most of the time.That said my wife always fancied an Audi convertible and she did nix my suggestion we replace our V-6 Nissan with a six cylinder Ford Fusion. Not ecological said, making sure we got a dullard four cylinder which does the job just fine in point of fact. And did just fine crossing the country last year. I'm not sure what it takes to have such a trim neat and colorful porch. My outdoor seating area always seem to look functional but not quite colorful when I take the newspaper and tea out there. Cheyenne chews her bones out there when she wants a break from the summer air conditioning so I call the porch her charnel house. That may have something to do with it.I think this splash of orange is known locally as a lobster claw but as usual when it comes to naming flowers I could be wrong. Some considerate person put a rather powerfully framed mirror on their outside wall. However to preen successfully I should have been eight feet tall. Cheyenne looked at me very old fashioned as I stood in the street on tip toe seeking inches. 
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