It's hard to see the Whaling City -- or any city -- when one is within its boundaries.
Sure, one can go out on a boat, on the River, take a cruise out to Ledgie Light, and sail back to port and marvel at one's fair city while doing so . . .
That does make for a pretty great view.
But one can actually just drive on over to Fort Trumbull and get a pretty great view of our fair city -- without crossing any bridges or sailing on any oceanography boats -- as well.
Winter is a dastardly time -- "a mistake" says our friend Chuck -- but it does make for spectacular photo ops . . .
Clouds are fantastic in the winter . . .
. . . and the views of the sky and the bridge . . .
. . . and the industry, and ports, and steeples, and trains . . .
. . . well, it all comes together perfectly. It's New London.
It's the Whaling City.
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Steeples! I miss those. I mean, three are *some* here, but not like there are back east.
And, yeah, those winter clouds *are* quite spectacular.
Way to make the most of the stupid, long, cold dasterdly mistake of winter, E.
xoxo,
Beth
Lovely!
Such a pretty little village. love!
xo
Jacquie
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