Thursday, May 23, 2019

Niles Channel Road

An early start one morning and I got to watch the moon set over the wilderness.
 So much of the perception of the Keys is palms, beaches, sunrises and sailboats. 
 I find myself seeking solitude these days, and with winter residents gone the hordes of cyclists and joggers and dog walkers and on and on are all Up North, blessed relief.
 I can be by myself after a night of 911 calls and mayhem on the police radio.
 Not quite alone.
 I love seeing the still waters like a giant mirror. 
 But more often I am looking at the unglamorous end of Rusty as I struggle to keep up.
Fewer photos and more walking is his preference.