The Port of Bellingham once again this past weekend hosted the Holiday Port Festival. Probably more than most we're saps for Christmas and this year is no different - no sense growing up too soon.
All weekend the cruise terminal was filled with high school, middle school, even elementary school performers, including clan dancers, jazz ensembles, swing choirs and much more. Enough to pop a Christmas vein.
Chorale groups like the Squalicum Storm Singers (above) filled the upper Dome Room with renditions of pure seasonal nostalgia yesterday afternoon and we soaked up every verse over high-risk mochas with our friend Carolyn.
Entries from every age group were displayed for this competition. Our personal favorite, God help us, the Ginger Bread Coffin. (Is there a not-so-deep yuletime message here?) |
| RIP Mr. Ginger Bread Man |
Horse and wagon rides, fire truck rides, art activities, crowds, chamber orchestras playing Christmas standards, crowds, and of course Santa Claus - the festival is always an overload for the kids - of all ages. Just the way it should be.
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