I have been talking about the Tiki bar for some time now, and other than a few poorly lit pictures from silly hat night, I haven't captured the place on film. Well, I'm here to remedy that. As Big Orange is determined to build one of his own, I thought that this might be of some use to him, as well as a suggestion to Bubs who seems to be fishing for ideas for his sprawling ramshackle compound. Here goes: This is the Tiki clock. The hour hand is broken and always reads somewhere in the neighborhood of six o'clock.
The place is surrounded by flowers and this is a fountain that Frank and I made. It looks great when it is running.
This is the best little beach in north-east Ohio. The blue wavy chairs add a suggestion of water.
This is another fountain at the edge of the deck. Why the duck has a bottle of Canadian Windsor on his bill is anyones guess.
This is the side facing my house. Note the windchime that looks like nesting coconuts. That is what we like to call our hurricane warning. It is so heavy that it would take gale force winds to make it ring. More pics to follow.