Bright spots
Why I love the tropics, Chapter 352.
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Says who?
- John
- Key West, Conch Republic
- But enough about me. (Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain.) What about you? Where is your Oz? ■ ■ ■ You can click on most photos for larger views, then simply go BACK. ■ ■ email: suenitos at gmail dot com ■
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- 1,200 degrees of non-separation
- Gregg for Kingg
- Thanks, Lori
- Tropical tashlich
- An eye for detail
- Like a duck's back
- Postal scales
- A big tent, full of toxic gas
- All fall down
- Growth
- Too true too often
- Bright spots
- Mixing it up
- My kind of litter
- Another brother on the scene
- Holiday greetings, from our palm to yours
- He never shot a board that didn't need it
- Happy birthday, dear Reffard
- Fall foliage (hah)
- The doctor is in
- The palette
- Illustration only. Your results may vary
- Hot pink, defined
- Nothin' movin' but the mercury
- Finally, the Conch Canal
- The 4 a.m. bunch
- Safe Harbor: Away from the crowd
- Nadirs vs. rock bottoms
- Time out
- Yes, sir, it's right over there
- How hot was it?
- My apologies
- Plumber time
- Chop-chop
- La retour -- C'est si bon!
- All in the family
- Set design by Tim Burton
- Out of a cloud
- Pick a trade, any trade
- Strange fruit
- Dry feet in the pool
- Maybe we should call it 'Cebollita'
- Moonlight express
- Another day in paradise
- Pegged to last
- Cool hues
- What a week
- Day glow
- How many gallons of sweat?
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