This year's Hygienic -- Hygienic XXXIX -- thankyouverymuch -- was different for us. On Saturday night, we eschewed the usual. We did something completely different. We did not go to the art. We did not go to the music. We did not do the
ush.
We stayed right in downtown New London; of course we did. But. We went to the Symphony.
My God was it good. Mistah and I still have violins and violas playing in our heads and in our hearts and on our stereo today. It's like magic, watching all those peeps make the music and make Mozart come alive, a quarter of a millennium later. Happy Birthday, Wolfie! We swoon.
But one tradition we did keep alive. We went to see the Aht on Sunday. And it was brilliant.
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| The Dorothy |
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| The Vinny |
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| The Kimmie. (Hi Preston!) |
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| The Schleck |
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| The Crash |
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| The McNabny |
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| The Eccleston |
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| The Dumas |
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| Venus on a Half Shell |
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| Aht Lovah |
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| The Scarlet |
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| The Wesley-McLaughlin |
And all the other pieces. All the artists we don't know? Man, they showed up, too:
What a weekend of art and music and Mozart and food and love and violins. And violas.
And
Hygienic XXXIX Winter Arts Festival continues until February 10 . . .
What a town for Aht-Lovahs.
3 comments:
Beth and I used to make people oooh and aaah with our violas...I could use a little symphony right about now.
Gorgeous aht, baby! Love it all. What a great New London tradition
xoxo
Jacquie
You really should be doing PR for New London, beautiful art and beautiful camera work too.....love you...
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