(Not really)
The Florida Keys were not what I had expected: miles and miles of almost-identical hotels, condos and resorts. I had not realized that there simply isn't enough land most of the way down Highway 1 to build much of anything on. So there are instead miles and miles of mangroves, walking and biking trails, and small beaches:
Beautiful houses:
Colorful houses:
All in a row:
All in a row:
Manatees:
Dolphins:
A four-point Key Deer, an endangered species with land set aside for its safety and survival. This deer wasn't even as tall as my shoulders.
Flocks of ibis, lots of pelicans, but almost no shorebirds or gulls. Apparently even they go farther south for the winter, although for us humans, the Keys were lovely.
Some tackiness....no, maybe it should be called vintage:
A four-point Key Deer, an endangered species with land set aside for its safety and survival. This deer wasn't even as tall as my shoulders.
Flocks of ibis, lots of pelicans, but almost no shorebirds or gulls. Apparently even they go farther south for the winter, although for us humans, the Keys were lovely.
Some tackiness....no, maybe it should be called vintage:
Roosters and chickens run loose in Key West, and everyone just seems to know to look out for them:
This rooster was chasing a female who had found a flattened lizard and who clearly did not want to share.
2 comments:
waaaaaant
So jealous.
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