Tuesday, February 21, 2017

The Lady Knows Her Palette


A seller of French linens visited Naples a few days ago.
A local woman was excited to find just the right tablecloth.

Monday, February 20, 2017

A Controversial Mural

This mural on Fort Myers' Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. Boulevard appeared a few days after the election.  I didn't think it was going to be popular, especially in that neighborhood.

Sure enough, last week the owner painted the wall white overnight.  The original painter -- a tenant -- didn't have permission.  In retaliation, the tenant painted the owner's car white.

He has been served with eviction papers and faces charges.

Monday Mural.

Sunday, February 19, 2017

Bocce


A pair of new bocce courts has proved to be very popular.

Saturday, February 18, 2017

A Special Car


Many people gathered around this 1926 Model T Ford Roadster, which was painted to honor the New York City fire fighters who died at the World Trade Center on September 11, 2001. 

 


On the hood, all 323 fire fighters' names are listed.

Friday, February 17, 2017

I'm Serving Leftovers Today


Sitting in a courtyard of an art gallery and checking out the passers-by.


7th Avenue Social, an artsy bar/restaurant, reflected in a tabletop.
Linked to Weekend Reflections.



A couple of days last week began with fog.  Kind of pretty. Another for Weekend Reflections.



I like this tree clump in the late afternoon light.


The Naples Concert Band is immensely popular on Sunday afternoons.  The Mayor of Naples was
the guest conductor.  The musicians knew their parts and could ignore
 his "I have no idea what I am doing" arm waving.

Thursday, February 16, 2017

Location, Location, Location


At the corner of Fifth Avenue South, Naples' premier shopping and restaurant street, and
Gulf Shore Boulevard South, one of Naples' premier residential streets.


One block to the Gulf and Naples Beach.  And a long, elegant pool hides behind the hedge.

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Bill


Bill is a third generation veterinarian from southern Minnesota.  He and I are both tall and lanky Irish Americans with some of the same surnames on the family trees.  His father and mine were in the same veterinary school at the same time.  In World War II his father inspected pack mules 
before they were shipped to the China-Burma-India frontier, where my father treated
them and sent them over the mountains with supplies for the troops.  Small world.