Simply elegant is the best way to describe the small northwestern town of Kent, Connecticut. Like so many Litchfield County towns, it's an area where artisans and people of note live who don't want to be noticed. It is also right next to the Appalachian Trail and a common stop for hikers to rest and replenish equipment and supplies before they continue their journey. For one of its fund raisers this year, the town library is selling raffle tickets for a Porsche Boxster. (Note to self: I don't live in Cleveland, or Allentown, anymore.)
Main Street, is pretty much the only street. Old homes are now upscale clothing boutiques, galleries or antique shops, for the most part. There are about three blocks of sidewalk restaurants, delicatessens and coffee shops priced like Manhattan. While they are crowded on the weekends, during the week, locals just sit under the umbrellas and read. Everyone I spoke with was very friendly and enjoyed being photographed, which is unusual.
By the time we finished lunch, we only had an hour left to do a Main Street photowalk. Because we see things differently, Lois went up one side of the street, and I went up the other. After a half hour, we switched sides, and as expected, we each captured images of stuff that the other person never saw. Needless to say, it's a fun place to photograph and just enjoy a peaceful, relaxing afternoon in a town where no one cares who you are, or who you aren't.
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