We love to walk south through our neighborhood, past stately old houses and front porch swings, over cheerful chalk drawings and railroad tracks.
An easy mile brings us downtown, where all the lights are bright, even in the day.
Saturday, we sipped Door County cherry lemonade and strolled through the Appleton Farmer’s Market. The bounty of sweet summer babies, fat vegetables and breathtaking bouquets hits its peak right about now. The place will be hopping through September and the good stuff is just starting to roll out of the fields. Peak farmer’s market season lasts a good long time.
We scooped up basil, sweet corn, leaf lettuce, garlic and cauliflower; munched on Lolitas tacos and Mr. Reynebeau’s Chocolate Chip cookies; and listened to several really talented street musicians.
Sunday, we took the same walk to nearly the same spot for the 55th annual Art in the Park, featuring 175 selected artists from 11 states.
We thought, as we often do, about the enormous capacity for creative development the human brain holds and how unbelievably talented people are.
I did a little Christmas shopping, Molly did a little Molly shopping and we both enjoyed more fresh lemonade and great live music.
Enjoy these pictures and, next week, maybe we’ll see you there
We can forget all our troubles, forget all our cares and go
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