Late last week, I spent a leisurely day at a lakehouse in North Dakota. It was amazing.
There was no Internet access in the lakehouse and the closest town was 15 miles away.
This gave me the opportunity to stroll around the lake and snap random photos.
Last week, I caught the tail end of a neighborhood art fair. Artists were hawking their wares and the once might crowd was beginning to wander back to their cars. The lines at the concession stands were just a few people deep. I took in the scene with a feeling of wonder. 20 years ago, I longed to live in a neighborhood which hosted art fairs on a semi-regular basis. I guess dreams really do come true.
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