Once everyone was settled back home and the cats were sleeping off their traumas, I popped out for a quick tour around the Lake Mills art fair. LM has done a nice job of keeping downtown flourishing, but with a good local feel: friendly and welcoming, which are not qualities I associate with, for example, the small town I grew up in. With the lake, the fine Victorian homes, and the convenient Wed afternoon farmer's market, LM really is a nice little town.
I was tempted by the pottery from Pratt Clay Studio. It would have been a nice gift for Mom, except she might be moving to a smaller place so clutter - even very cool clutter - is not the best gift just now. The studio is local, so I'll see them again. I did get a small red-painted and red-matted, artfully-arrayed Queen-Anne's lace flower - hard to describe but nice. And a print of the kingfisher on the green branch shown here. And a small aluminum chainmail bag, about the right size for a cellphone. I keep thinking I could make one of my own, but obviously that won't happen any time soon. I topped off my economy-stimulation with a mango smoothie.