Across Town Walk

 It looks like  a Lower Keys home set in a wide open field. Its not actually, its a home on a rather expansive lot not far from the cemetery.

I saw a palm frond poking through a typical picket fence and I saw the signs of impatient painting all over it. That put me in mind of my own skill level. At least the fence got a fresh coat, always important in this salt air, overly sunny damp climate. 





 This sign was a relief for me as Cheyenne and I strolled Olivia. Iguanas are the bane of my life. They swim like submarines, fly like flying bats, climb vertical surfaces, survive temperature variations that should kill them and they eat every living plant known to human kind. They have even sunbathed in my inedible (to them) rosemary bush, thus killing off several branches. I hate iguanas, and apparently I am not alone. Good.

 Dead  leaves put me in mind of winter and their colors are bright even in death.

Cheyenne and I crossed Truman Avenue and I went to check out this rather nice looking modern large frame Vespa. There are quite a few of these expensive scooters around town but I was however interested to note that this GT200 was quite possibly the ride of an employee at the porn shop. I guess wages are good in this trade even for clerks. Hmm...

 This scooter probably belonging to some snowbird gone for the summer, put me in mid of a woman in a burqa, for whatever reason. There were no eye holes however.

 A few pictures to follow here, typical street scenes in Key West, my dog always interested in the urban scene.

 Key West, hot sunny and eminently walkable. What a great little town.

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