I was watching the young man maneuver his boat into position for the night and I was struck by the timelessness of the pose. They were doing stuff like this in Biblical times.
It was flat enough it could have been the Sea of Galilee I suppose.
When you think about it we have all kinds of agencies and organizations working to keep humans in the Keys. I know government is the enemy in the current political climate but I'd rather see this sign over our empty spaces than corporate ownership of our public lands.
It takes huge amounts of energy to keep 75,000 people living in these islands, and other than recreation I wonder what our purpose is. Nothing is manufactured here, except for t shirt slogans and some skin creams and nothing much is exported except for seafood.
Yet here we are in the midst of the magnificence of nature, out on a limb providing space for the harried masses to come and recreate. 
I spent twenty four hours on the mainland recently and was struck by how many people live and move in the suburbs of Miami. Sometimes I watch the cars rumbling over the bridges over the water near my home and think to myself that this is a huge convoy of cars rolling by on the cement props of the Overseas Highway.
And, pausing in traffic on some six lane autoroute through the city I realize what a lot of traffic really amounts to.
I read about the Greek government selling it's public spaces and considering the sale of some islands and I wonder how bad things get here before the Koch brothers put in a bid for Grassy Key, perhaps. A billionaire's playground indeed.
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