Another Sunset

So, you think a car is useless when visiting the Florida Keys? I approve of that sentiment heartily because if every one of the two and a half million visitors to Key West got it into their heads to enjoy a sunset away from Mallory Square, The Top or any one of a dozen waterfront prime spots I wouldn't have the rest of the islands in the Lower Keys to myself.I wasn't really looking for a sunset the other night, I just wanted to take Cheyenne on a walk we hadn't done for a while so we ended up at Ohio Key and walked the beach all by ourselves for a half hour. If you don't count the locals who were already in residence on the island.My salt encrusted dog and I staggered back to the car as darkness descended and robbed the sky of the last of the colors and I heard the sounds of small children enjoying themselves. Normally small children don't do much for me but this lot reminded me of my own happier moments when I was their age, playing hide and seek in the dusk supervised by only our own good sense.Opening the shutter longer cleared away the cobwebs of the night and revealed Dad at the grill, and the children running around on foot and bicycles and punting a football. They sounded happy.Ohio Key has a huge campground on the north side, across from the wilderness area on the south half of the island. It's a getaway from people on the mainland to come down on weekends and fish and swim and let their children run loose in a way they feel is not possible in the suburbs. Fishing on the old Flagler Bridge was not apparently on the agenda.It was dinner time for the civilized but I am sure that by the time Cheyenne and I were home the bridge would occupied by firefly lights and men with poles hoping against hope for success on the running tide. Summer time in the Keys, miles from Mallory Square.