Lincoln Park in the Snow

A few months ago, I walked around Tremont (my neighborhood) during an Art Walk. I noticed a great photograph of Lincoln Park.

I immediately loved the photograph. The photo struck a chord with me because it reminded me of one I had taken when I was in Tours, France a few summers ago. The globe lights and the park bench. It clued me in about why I loved where I lived. There is a great sense of community. People all know each other and walk everywhere.

Since Cleveland is in the snow belt, I really love the even greater sense of community that exists when the weather gets bad. Everyone in the neighborhood hunkers down, walks through the snow to their favorite bar. I enjoy the walk through the park.