Big rain & slow day in paradise.

Woke to thunderous rain overnight. Roads crawl with deep puddles as we make our way south to The Cafe.

Another day with little plan. We walk the streets. Couples bicker. Roosters crow as merchants shuffle new stock to depleted shelves. The ramp up is not far away. Key West is awakening.

We do our bit. A new pair of shorts. A humidor to cradle new Dominican smokes.

The marquee pulses "Hyde Park on the Hudson". On impulse we attend.

Back in deer country we smoke. The Bourbon is smooth.

Charles tweaks frames of black and white while Gordon writes.

Today's blog is done.