A Postcard (a few) from: Bridgeport CT
So this weekend I have been able to spend time with two of my most favorite-est people in the world. Rod and Marcy in CT.
They took me to the Bridgeport Arts Festival in CT. I am not sure if I knew anything about Bridgeport before they took me there. But once we got out the car and started walking around, even just waiting in line for the ATM, I thought…. “I like this place.”
There is an energy coming from the pavement, around the curves of the amazing historic building, in the scent from the water close by and an ancient power in the green of grass parks (so many!) and the trees (yep, many too!). Some of the energy is a lament (missing what was), some of the energy is mad (“Why is it not…?”)
and some is pure joy!
Bridgeport is a place in transition and if I were a betting man, I would put my money on it.
So here one by one are shots taken at the Bridgeport Arts Festival…