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“If I had a dollar for every time I’ve ridden an elevator lately with someone muttering about how slow spring is to get here, I’d be in Key West.”

A Chicago Tribune columnist notes the very slow approach of spring to that city.

Having been in Key West for weeks now, I can confirm that spring – make that summer – has been here for awhile. And that for many reasons, only one of which is the weather, UD‘s finding it difficult to leave.

So she’s extended her stay. She’ll be moving to a new place soon, where she’ll spend April. Then she’ll go back to ‘thesda.

She’s been here on United Street long enough to have received mail. That anonymous agency she’s mentioned in other posts — the one interested in what she has to say about writing — has sent her some packages in the last few days, and it feels odd to realize that this apartment is also a business address.

Odd too to realize that this small island has become quite familiar to UD — her long walks have taken her to almost all of its streets, even its tiny lanes more like alleys: Poorhouse Lane, Catholic Lane. Catholic Lane, where a man hidden behind many palms called Les UDs over, escorted us through his white gate, and showed us his quiet compound: garden, house, pool, another garden, and then another building he and his wife were fixing up for a guesthouse. Their singular spot, their own green world with the sound of falling water.

It’s icing on the cake that we saw a rainbow a couple of days ago arching over the ocean.

Margaret Soltan, March 23, 2009 1:43PM
Posted in: snapshots from key west

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One Response to ““If I had a dollar for every time I’ve ridden an elevator lately with someone muttering about how slow spring is to get here, I’d be in Key West.””

  1. RJO Says:

    No college in the Keys, is there. Perhaps your readership should all get together and start one. A tiny liberal arts college, on adjustable stilts to protect it from global warming. I’ve been to Eckerd College in St. Petersburg, and it’s a lovely little place, with White Ibises grazing on the lawns. Colleges often fit well in touristy towns, I think.

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