There's this old car abandoned along the trail in classic Keys trash dumping and yesterday Cheyenne took an interest in it. I think she was more inclined to the back seat than the front.
There were a few mosquitoes along the trail, quite a few actually, but I killed more of them than they killed of me. Plus I don't get welts which is nice. Ironically enough the Mosquito Control truck came by when we got back on the street, where they do apparently have the pests under control.
It was an odd day, gray and overcast as though more rain were on the way. Which thank God it wasn't.
It's still quite wet enough on the ground, thank you.
This house intrigues me. How they got the wall covered in this ivy stuff I can't imagine but it's turned a blank wall into something... I don't know...different?
Mystery flowers were fading but hanging in.
And Cheyenne was ready for a nap next to a car she recognized.
Her place is on the back seat.
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