I drove by on Reynolds Street and happened to look up this side street and felt compelled to pull over and walk back with my camera.
I saw sun and shade and lots of color and I couldn't for the life of me remember the name if the street.
So I was intrigued.
I happened to be driving to work without Cheyenne so it felt rather odd to be walking and taking pictures without my blond bundle of joy at my side.
I like how even a slab sided building like this gets an exotic touch with all the greenery surrounding it.
And this wall was quite fantastic, I couldn't figure what was real and what wasn't from a distance. It turns out the ivy is real.
This was all real, gnarly and worn but real.
The royal palms are flourishing on this block.
And a scooter parked outside the house ready for any jaunt, any chore across this little town.
These three gables caught my eye as I strolled by.
As did this open airy portico on this rather interesting home.
An old fashioned Florida home, nicely shaded by the spreading tree and heavy old storm shutters.
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