Memorial Day weekend. Boats wind their way down suburban streets in search of water. Summertime’s officially opened. Here in Wisconsin, there are lots of little lakes and one Big Lake, Lake Michigan. Steve and I found our way to the shore on Friday, where we were taken for the first of the summer traffic. We stopped south of Door County (which is way too commercialized) and met some of the locals in Algoma. Two guys named Tom told us their stories: one owns an antique store, the other is handicapped and zips around town in an electric car that looks like a mini Smart Car with a yellow caution siren on top. Both of them invited us to go visit their barns and have a beer with them later. Unfortunately, we had to drive back to Milwaukee right after our early supper. I can picture us becoming a pair of “colorful locals” some place. Steve, with his long ponytail, and me “au naturale” (meaning without makeup or coif) — we look like aging hippies, I guess. Tom of the electric car has renovated his barn and made part of it a stage for storytelling. He shares this space with local artists. It’s the greatest discovery, he tells us, this “sharing”. It makes his life fulfilling. Here are some photos I have to share:
St. Agnes-by-the-Lake Episcopal Church
Enjoy your local color, everyone!