An overcast day leads to one walking behind an active dog and Cheyenne was trotting off down Warner Street on Little Torch Key. She ran out of steam soon enough and happily it was right next to a large hedge peppered with colorful blossoms.
Even the house, barely visible through the profusion of growth was colorful.
I hope the iguana that has been spending inordinate amounts of time decapitating my Frangipani gets severe indigestion.
I think these other colorful blooms are hibiscus.
I got the impression the flowers were past their prime but the survivors made a lovely show anyway.
Not as lovely as my dog of course.
I feel bad for all the trapped dogs we pass, bored out of their skulls behind their fences yapping at the happy Labrador who gets to smell the smells that they can never get to.
I should have plucked a bloom and stuck it behind her ear, my happy island girl.
An overcast day leads to one walking behind an active dog and Cheyenne was trotting off down Warner Street on Little Torch Key. She ran out of steam soon enough and happily it was right next to a large hedge peppered with colorful blossoms.
Even the house, barely visible through the profusion of growth was colorful. 
I hope the iguana that has been spending inordinate amounts of time decapitating my Frangipani gets severe indigestion. 
I think these other colorful blooms are hibiscus. 
I got the impression the flowers were past their prime but the survivors made a lovely show anyway. 
Not as lovely as my dog of course.
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