Sunday at the Lake Worth Street Painting Festival, where the street turns into a chalk quilt and the paintings last as long as the sky allows. Four hundred artists this year, blue fingers and orange knees, and the most beautiful curbside crushes you will ever see.
Under the electric starfish, my town celebrates First Night, filling the streets up: with thousands of people, and lights, including the moon, with glowing mohawks, and very tall puppets, fiddlers, and dancers, things that twirl and spin, bikes that glow, very tall trees, and extra large poetry. Then, at midnight, we drop the car. (it’s […]
Sunday at the Delray Asian Food Festival. The food looked wonderful, but I could live for weeks off the colors there.