Curry Mansion Inn
William Curry, Florida’s first self-made millionaire, purchased this Key West property in 1852 and built a house on this site in 1869. In 1905, the original house was demolished and replaced with the grand Georgian Revival mansion shown in this photo.
The mansion passed through many Curry family members until it was sold to a doctor in 1965, who called it home until 1971. The house sat empty and neglected until it was purchased by the Edith and Al Amsterdam in 1975. It has been fully restored, modernized and expanded, making it a very unique B&B with 28 guest rooms.
We thoroughly enjoyed our two-night stay. A beautifully furnished pool-side room, full breakfast, happy hour, top notch service, parking (premium on Key West), and only twenty paces off the famous Duval Street made our departure a sad one.
Thought for the Day: Goodbye always makes my throat hurt. Charlie Brown
Life magazine’s iconic picture of the sailor kissing a nurse in Times Square on VJ Day is reproduced in sculpture in Key West, Florida. It stands in front of the old Customs House, which is now the Key West Museum of Art and History.
The original photo (not this one, Duh), and the sculpture, still has appeal.
Thought for the Day: I am not concerned that I am not known, I seek to be worthy to be known. Confucious
Sarasota at Dawn
Looking across Sarasota Bay, a city park on Lido Key provided an excellent view of Sarasota’s skyline. It was 6:15 AM.
I found this place pretty much by accident. After reviewing several Google maps, I was actually looking for a marina in this area, but the public park provided a much better view. A few early joggers and a dog-walker were my only company.
There is a beautiful bridge to the right of this view, but the sky was clear in that direction so I opted for the city skyline.
Thought for the Day: Do what you can, with what you have, where you are. Theodore Roosevelt
On a bright sunny day in Central Florida, Coquina Beach on Anna Maria Island was deserted. Not a soul, not even a walker, let alone sun bathers.
Wow, I had the beach to myself. I stepped out beyond the sand dunes into the open expanse of beach … and got smacked upside the head with the reason I was alone. Only dumb tourists want to walk the beach in gale force winds. Duh.
I wasn’t exactly alone; I found the sea gulls huddled together down by the shore line. Except for their feathers ruffling in the wind, they were motionless, with their heads tucked under a wing or facing backwards as low as possible.
Thought for the Day: Among mortals, second thoughts are wisest. Euripides
Clock Tower-Bradenton Beach
The clock reads 6:39 AM, eleven minutes after sunrise on the Gulf Coast side of Central Florida. I was on the Bridge Street Pier in Bradenton Beach.
The sky was pretty, but there was nothing of interest in the water. The clock tower was the best I could do at this location.
Went back to bed.
Thought for the Day: The price of success is hard work, dedication to the work at hand, and the determination that whether we win or lose, we have applied the best of ourselves to the task at hand. Vince Lombardi
I just got back from Florida, spent some time near Sarasota and a couple days on Key West. It was a nice break from Nebraska’s winter.
The beaches promise abundant opportunity for photos of exotic birds, sunsets, fishing, boating, sea shells and, of course, people. Most people at the beach are soaking up the sun, working on their tans, walking their dog, playing frisbee, just chillin’ out. So, this sleeping beauty was a real head-scratcher; looked like she packed everything in on a two-wheel dolly, set for the day.
Wouldn’t it be a lot easier to just stay in bed? I mean, what’s the point?
Thought for the Day: Why do they call it beauty sleep when you wake up looking terrible?
My granddaughter is five years old today. In this picture, she is wearing a knit outfit that her great grandmother made for Ava’s grandmother. All of our granddaughters have had their pictures taken in this or other outfits made by their great grandmother.
I thought her expression fit a much older age of photography when the exposure times were longer and subject’s smiles were frowned upon (pun intended). This expression is very rare for her, she is normally very pleasant and loves to “pose”.
Wishing her the very best with oodles of hugs and kisses. Papa
Thought for the Day: Only five more years to count her age on her fingers.