Thursday, March 4, 2010

Keys Lights

There are Highlights and there are Lowlights, and then there are Keys Lights.

We're gone from the Florida Keys, we finally are. But I miss them. I'm trying to let them go . . .

. . . after one last look.

We did it all. We hiked and walked . . .

. . . we endured a lot of rain . . .

We lived in our Westy and kept in touch with the peeps back home (that's me texting).

We made some new friends . . .

. . . who were very entertaining.

And we made equally entertaining other new friends who we double-Westy-camped with. In the pouring rain.

We made friends with lots of Key Deer too.

Awwww.

We lost our winter pallor . . .

. . . and we got Keys Toes (an old cut, a new cut, and lime pulp.)

And although we spent a lot of time at the beach . . .

. . . (there we go with the toes again . . . )

. . . an awful lot of time at the awesome Bahia Honda beach . . .

. . . we spent loads of time in our own personal, private Keys places too.

We took a quick trip to Key Westy West . . .

. . . where everything is happy and bright . . .

. . . and had 1 or 2 or 17 drinks.

No trip to Key West is complete without a trip to the Green Parrot . . .

. . . where we finally got to watch some curling.

As Smirk says, "No sniveling."

And no trip to Key West is complete without late-night biking down Duval either.

We cooked. We cooked with friends here . . .

. . . and we cooked with friends there.

There were contemplative moments . . .

. . . and silly moments . . .

. . . okay, you're right. There's nothing silly about comparing hair length.

We spent lots of happy moments, being in the moment, soaking up the beauty:

I miss the warmth and the sun and all that beauty . . .
We walked into the sunset . . .

. . . oh, there were lots of sunsets . . .

And then, finally, we said good night to our own little slice of Paradise.
.
Good bye, Keys.

10 comments:

Pat W said...

Ah, the Blue Parrot! I have my favorite sign from there in my Aurora house kitchen. It reads:
"Excess in moderation".
Also hanging on a peg my organge Blue Parrot hoodie.

Sunsets are beautiful, but no more so than on St. Pete Beach.

It was great having you guys here in my time of need. Next time I can acutally party with you.

Pat

Anonymous said...

that would be "orange"...but you know that. Hey I'm on drugs, give me a break.

Pickles and Dimes said...

Oh, I love, love, love your Westy adventures! Beautiful photos!

Middle Aged Woman said...

I think you need to frame that last shot of the Westy!

still seeking SUN in PA said...

I expect you to have these pics organized, labeled and in albums by next week...so get to it!

I see sun out my window, but it's not the same as the Vitamin D tour ;(

Dawnie said...

I think there's a tear in my eye.
The beauty is astounding and, alas, never what comes to mind when I think of Florida. And luckily for peeps like you, not what many imagine it to be like-- hence, the preservation of said beauty. And the Westy in the moonlight gets my nomination for the 2010 Christmas card.

Me, You, or Ellie said...

Yes, that last Westy shot is amazing!

Such incredible colors down there, I completely get why it is your version of paradise.

Start saving those Tavern tips so you can turn around and go back!

beth

Me, You, or Ellie said...

gorgeous, all! That last photo needs to be blown up and framed, it's perfection.

I hope you drive north into an acceptably temperate climate.

xo

Jacquie

Me, You, or Ellie said...

The photos were so dazzling that I forgot to ask the first time.... does somebody need a haircut???

b

Lisa S said...

Aww, Ellie, it looks like you had a great trip. Just remember as you drive home that though you are leaving your paradise, you are heading for mine! Ahhh, Southeastern Connecticut. And it's almost spring!