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January 11: Last day in the Keys

Kristen Lindquist

Paul came up with another haiku today, to commemorate our morning visit to the Key West Cemetery:
 
Epitaph on stone
reads, "I told you I was sick."
Death gets the last laugh.
 
We also came upon a stone for a family's pet deer:
 
Later today we visited the National Key Deer NWR on Big Pine Key for the first time to see the little Key Deer, a subspecies of the (much larger) White-tailed Deer.
 
We once had a dog
bigger than this dark-eyed doe
and much less placid.

January 9: Impermanence

Kristen Lindquist

Stopped in a Tibetan market tucked inside St. Paul's Episcopal Church and bought from a Buddhist monk a bracelet made of turquoise skull beads. The helpful enclosure reads: "Buddhists incorporated skull images into bracelet to represent the impermanence of life and the limits of human knowledge. Skull-shaped bracelet beads help chanters reflect upon the inevitability of death and the necessity of embracing lives filled with compassion."
We pondered death further on a walk amid the white crypts and statuary of Key West Cemetery: all those above-ground tombs, and also, quite surprising to us, many very large reptiles crawling around the kingdom of the dead as if they owned it.
Tibetan skull beads.
Walk through the cemetery
startled by iguanas.