I Think I'll Take a Walk

Posted on this blog are some of the photos I've taken that I like and want to share. Some are old, and some will be new. Hope you enjoy.

Looking back (westward) on Romano Street you see an old, somewhat neglected, neighborhood. Don’t misunderstand me, the majority of folks who live along this end of the street take care of their property, nothing extravagant, but it’s their home. Unfortunately, the neighborhood also suffers for reasons other than economics. Just south of this end of Romano is the city’s sewage treatment plant, and when the wind is out of the South, South East, it pretty apparent who their neighbor is. Once the new Maritime Park is built, on land just to the South East of Romano Street, plans are to move the plant to the upper reaches of the county. When that happens, the property values will sky rocket, and the complexion (no pun intended) of the neighborhood will probably change. Only time will tell.
Well, I apologize for the somewhat dark photo. Houses on this end of Romano Street are generally old, bungalow style or the “shotgun” homes. They are quite different in style from the homes on the other end of Romano Street, as you will see as you read through this blog. Shotgun homes are small, one or two bedroom homes with the front door and back door in line with one another. Myth has it that if you shot a shotgun standing in the front doorway, the blast would pass right out the back door without causing any damage.
Hurricane Ivan hit Pensacola like a ton of bricks in 2004. There were “blue roofs” everywhere, tarps that FEMA put up to provide “temporary” relief. Well, three (temporary?) years later you will still find homes and other buildings with the remnants of the blue tarps. Here, on one of the city’s own buildings (Mosquito Control), the tattered remains of a blue tarp are left to flap in the breeze. It’ll probably stay that way for a while, as the city tries to figure out where it’s going to get the revenue to fund various projects and city services when new property tax reforms take place.


The last time Susan and I were home was back in September. I had business in Rhode Island so we combined some business with pleasure. We spent some time with family and friends before heading south to Newport. Some of the photos from Newport follow these postings. Every time we make it home we make a trip to the "Willows" usually for some chop suey sandwiches, popcorn and saltwater taffy. Well, we didn't have the sandwiches this time but we did get some taffy to bring back to Florida. The weather was great that day, and provided some wonderful photo opportunities, including this one of one of the Willows namesakes.
Anyone who has ever been to the Willows knows that one of the pastimes there is feeding the birds and squirrels. They are all quite bold and if you don't look out, they will steal your lunch if you're not looking. Here the birds are anxiously waiting as this guy unravels a block of popcorn. One has to be careful feeding the birds, they also don't pay much attention to when and where they choose to relieve themselves - trust me I know.
