We had a party to celebrate a birthday and it was another opportunity to realise how pleasant it is to live in the Keys. Rebecca contemplating the meaning of carol's birthday:
My wife has an astonishing capacity for making friends. Growing up in California she had tons of friends over the course of the years and she works really hard at maintaining those connections. She corresponds with friends from college, former co-workers in various law firms she worked in and so forth. Kathy masked by the light ( I hate using the flash even when I should) and Jan lounging in my reading chair:
Jan rides a BMW, a slight lapse in judgement, made better because it is a 30 year old RT airhead with full touring fairing and bags from that era. When we moved permanently to Key West a dozen years ago and started again, my wife spent a few years in despair. We lived on a boat and old timers viewed us as transients, people likely to leave at the drop of a hat. People come and go so much around here that one doesn't want to forge a bond with people obviously not here for the duration. Lucy, always a bright spark and a source of hilarity at any gathering (Jan's wife):
Things changed suddenly when we moved off the boat and into a house. Then my wife got her teaching job, a welcome break from the rigor of the legal profession and friendships started to blossom. Steve a fellow teacher:
And Jean, not a teacher at all but a healer:
I found myself sucked in to a circle of people whose lives in the Keys were an expression of the pleasure of every day things. They enjoyed their work, they took their leisure time seriously, they seemed free of gross judgements and they take people as they find them. Carol got sparklers on her "cake" a healthy invention of yogurt and fruit.
When I find myself at these gatherings I give thanks that I live here, in the shadow of my wife's social skills and surrounded by people who bring more laughter into our lives than we seem to be able to dish out. Lucy and Rebecca share some thrilling news:

We spent some time on the deck enjoying the breeze and the dying light and a second rate sunset (we tend to get fussy about the quality of sunsets down here). We sat indoors later and talked about the height of the new school buildings, camping at Fort Jefferson (we have to do that again before too long) and absent friends. It can be hard to make a circle of friends in a transient town but it can be done. Especially if you happen to be married to my wife.