Sun through the branches of a tree.
Tumbling white fence.
Sturdy white wall.
Dog bed upstairs on the roof (really, and I have no idea why).
Normal shuttered human windows downstairs.
Gray newcomer trolley tour.
And the original slow trundling orange and yellow tour train.
Key West has it all in a very small space. Noah's Ark for a new millennium.
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2 comments:
Wow Michael, you were almost poetic in this essay. I detect some Seuss deep in your soul.
Heaven help me! My ears are clean though...
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