Fishtown

After visiting the craft fair in Glen Arbor, we headed to Leland for lunch. Aunt Alice sat down and promptly ordered THIS. Some of us were afraid….

The water was higher than any of us had ever seen. This mama and her babies were paddling against the current for quite a while. We were all relieved to see them make it safely to shore.

Chowder, midwestern style.

Fishtown in all its glory….or Joy to be precise!

Gloves await the return of the works at Carlson’s fish market.

I asked to be dropped at the ice cream parlor in town for a cone and walk home by beautiful gardens.

Path home with a beautiful view of Sleeping Bear Dunes.