I took a few pictures at Mallory Square in strong north winds.
The pilot boat heading to the harbor mouth to meet a cruise ship.
This guy saw Cheyenne coming and made noises and she let him pet her for a moment. I guess he is homeless but his outfit was coordinated. The bums never bother me in Key West. Perhaps I give off some anti magnetic vibe. Perhaps it's my beard.
I fiddled with the picture below and manipulating the settings I turned it into something other than a photograph. An interpretation of an impression of people taking their constitutionals in the public plaza.
There's a story there, in that drinking pineapple. No idea what it is, abandoned outside the urine smelling restrooms.
A man and his rooster. Or more likely, a man and a public rooster wandering by.