Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Key West Toned Down

The first picture was taken in color but heavily toned down.

Down at the Navy base on Whitehead Street I thought, hmm, why do we need the color?

Whitehead Street changes aspect when it's all washed out.

When you take out the cars which date any picture you don't know when you are...

Truman Avenue , at the Silver Palm hotel which opened for business a year ago, not a century ago.

And then there's a giant 21st century truck.

That was fun. Now, where's my color palette?

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Watching a thunderstorm head out to sea from Sombrero Beach.

Gray clouds turning black, lightning offshore, and the sun struggling to break through to the east.

Cheyenne had her nose to the ground while I had mine in the air.

It was a ridiculously stereotyped seascape, palm trees and all.

The light was all offshore.

They've got some nice greenery at Sombrero, including a wild mature gumbo limbo growing all over the place.

There was no one else at the beach, put off by the light drizzle.

Slowly the drizzle drifted away, trailing the black clouds, and the light brightened suddenly and..

...cars started to pull up in the vast parking lot, dogs appeared and people were walking and talking. The light was bland, the dog was tired and I was ready to go home.

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Roof Lines

What is about the full moon that drags your eyes into the sky?

You couldn't invent neighborhoods like Key West's in a planned community.

And who want to? Can you imagine owning a cranky Victorian house with odd corners and bizarre plumbing and then turning it into apartments? Look at all those mailboxes...there's someone paying to live behind each box.

But in Key West tenants shrug and gladly take any rooms they can somehow afford. Everyone knows you could rent a proper apartment in Dullsville Up North for the same money, but where would the fun be?

Key West is all corners and angles and palm fronds.

Lovely to look at, awkward to live in.

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Smathers Sunrise

I woke early on my day off and took myself to the city to walk my dog.

The full moon was a bonus.

The sunrise draws crowds to the sidewalk lining the water. Behind the beach lies the airport, where the sun also rises.

But watching the water is the more popular pastime.

It's all a bit theatrical isn't it? Exactly what Tennessee Williams was celebrating when he first raised his glass to the sunset at Mallory Square all those years ago.

For some sunrise is the time to be commuting...

...for others its the time to be crowing.

This guy at first looked like he was feeding the birds. They gathered around expectantly while he fiddled with a briefcase.

The sun meanwhile carried on rising.

Yes, I know it's a cliché, but still it looks good.

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Catherine Street

Catherine Street between Duval and Simonton has been turned into a one way alley in an effort to smooth out traffic patterns in Old Town.

I wondered if perhaps this cyclist was in the habit of carrying emergency rations in the basket. What other explanation could there be for a neat little pouch of dog food? I carry kibble in the trunk in case Cheyenne and I are caught on the road.

Another fine Key West porch.

And an eyebrow home. The roof overhang was designed to allow the upper windows to stay open in inclement weather. Apparently it didn't work owing to the overhang keeping in hot air.

I need to plant flowering bushes like these around my home.

But these I don't need, noisy messy creatures. I prefer quiet native birds that do an equally capable job of killing noisome bugs.

Trees make everything look good which is why I enjoy my mature coconut trees around my home even though they produce endless piles of fronds and garden debris.

Key West without greenery wouldn't be Key West.

I think this stuff is jasmine only because it looks rather like the jasmine bush I have at home. A tentative identification at best, as usual.

This out of state vehicle has a long expired tag and is not going anywhere so one has to wonder why it is left to clutter up some valuable and perfectly usable off street parking.

The yellow structure that is Abbondanza, the Italian restaurant, marks the end of this block of Catherine as it crosses Simonton Street.

I had a bizarre encounter at this street corner. A woman squealed at Cheyenne "Does she bite? does she bite?" from behind a wall even as my leashed dog strolled by indifferent, chasing smells in the gutter as she usually does. Life must be extremely tiresome if fluffy Labradors look threatening even as they ignore you.

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