|At the Norwich Harbor|
I've had people tell me for well over two decades when I express surprise or frustration about how things get done, or don't, here in The Rose of New England that "you're not from here are you?" like maybe they don't already know the answer.
|Hanging with my homies|
But I'm from here now. And maybe that's why it makes it easier for me to see the amazing beauty of where I live and to share it with those who haven't had the pleasure. Yet.
|from the Bend in the Yantic River|
|A view of the Marina|
The only thing keeping us from being the centerpiece of the heart of New England that we claim we want to be is ourselves. The same fingers we use to point at one another in blame and shame are attached to the hands we should be extending to aid one another's efforts.
|David Ruggles Courtyard at Norwich City Hall|
But how would I know? I'm not from here.
|The view from Chelsea Parade|
Love it, hate it (and I do both, sometimes at the same time) this is my town.