So swimming over the 3-50 gal water tanks, sandwiched between the sub-floring and the the raised "water floor" is my 20 yr. old mermaid from the V.I. who has survived several hurricanes and moves. In the distance, you see her perpetual suitor, the clown in the inner tube. Never caught her but never gives up hope.
Ahhhhhhh, and just beyond that stained glass door decked with hats and scarves is the beach. With a real toe-worthy sandy beach on either side of the "boardwalk," each with it's own hanging ("child size") hammock chair with well placed pillows in the seat and where the head hits, you will find the perfect place for single solace or partner toe-to-toe swing lounging. English Ivy, drapes down under the acrylic roof, shading the African Violets on the wall. For easy-breezy meals, there's a "table shelf" just right for dining. The iron scrolled screen door has it's own slide bolt "lock" and battery door chime for security, and the tab-topped cabana curtains can be drawn for privacy, while leaving the door open for ventilation. The cat has her own "bug-out" draped door in the screen, and a water dish for thirsty days on the beach. There is also a velcro secured drape to "close the door" when the Gypsy is traveling, and kitty must contain her lounging to the inside beach.
Karaoke will be added, also. Good for those who prefer singing your favorite songs, together.