Marion Avenue is one of Punta Gorda's main streets. It faces a small park. I took a walk.
She also takes a turn greeting visitors in the gallery.
Gabrielle works at Carrie's Interiors, next door. At least she does, if my notes are right.
Judith was further down the street. She wanted to take her reading glasses off, but I insisted.
A singer and guitar player entertained the midday drinkers at Dean's South of the Border.
He kept on playing over the noise of a drunken heckler from Tennessee.
I didn't interrupt him to get his name.