The sun was coming up over Key West, through the clouds and trees.
That hour gives a peculiar slant to the light.
Though even the immensely tall traveler's palm can be kept in shadow by a taller home:
A low wall by contrast bright with sunlit color, vibrant:
A pelican keeping guard, grumpily watching me drive away home with my dog:
I snatch it's portrait as we pause at a stop sign. Good bye Key West, for the day.