Beyond the impromptu parking lot one can see the green and yellow trim of the Banana Café on Duval, out of reach behind fencing. Which is not a problem were you a pigeon.
Louisa Street dead ends and turns left into an unmarked alley. Which was where I thought I had been teleported to Los Angeles, California. This was where I found a big blue apartment building with dusty palms and a brilliant adaptation of an outdoor deck.
And there alongside was another fascinating glimpse of Duval, in the distance through the romantic arch...
I love these old louvers, to look at though living with them might be an issue.
I wondered if this might have been the last resting place of a favored pet (I hope).
I was pretty sure was not road kill:
So to refresh ,y brain I looked up and saw the sky looking pretty again.
And back on Earth silly signs caught my eye. A lovely house with a silly sign in front. Who would parking in the flowering bush, were the ugly sign not there?
Sunrise on Catherine, a bland wall made beautiful.
And finally I made it to Duval Street, my just reward.
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